Radka Thea Otípková
MY FATHER, AGED FORTY, FLYING A KITE. ALONE
The line! Keep it taut,
he shouted
to no one, and ran upwind,
his arms...
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Radka Thea Otípková
In the end his body puked him out / as if it were only a stomach / and a mouth. It didn’t let him / just slip away.
Radka Thea Otípková
You must be hungry, he said. / A magnificent sentence like that, / the last I remember him saying.
