Olga Pek

  ESTES PARK, COLORADO   I thought I was being silent, but it wasn’t yet the blow, the paralysis, that raid of locusts settling...
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Ondrej Hanus

occasionally there is too much ado / about night-time, that’s fine, turn out the light / and slide me in the grave, this time I’m through / with sounds and lights, for me now dreams feel right

Olga Stehlikova

It could’ve easily been a scrotum, / but most likely it was someone’s wallet.

The Czech Issue

Over the course of November, B O D Y will introduce you to some of the most noteworthy poets and prose writers writing in the Czech Republic today.

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