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for all I know
there were tombstones
in the foundations of the houses
they had been plucked out then
& the hollows were walled up
with lego bricks
just like the hollows of history
this is the place I used to live
monuments to murderers
were covered with chewing gum
like the remains
of the Berlin Wall
blue neon tears burned out
under a neon eye
windows had been smashed out
& stained glass
was mounted instead
walls freshly pissed on by
characters from cartoons
who never hit the brakes
& bright border markers
stick out of the hearts
of all the vampires
here is a photograph
I’m in the foreground bleached out
I zoom in
& instead of a thin smile
only a chain of pixels
& my memory moves along
a freakish trajectory
not through time
but from one color to another
Mikhail Leshchanka is a visual artist and poet. He grew up in Belarus, and currently lives and works in Warsaw, Poland. Mikhail studied journalism and visual arts (in Antwerp, Belgium). He has been writing poems for the past few years. You can (hardly) find him on Instagram @mikhail_leshchanka.