Radka Thea Otípková
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Of my father's failure to perishaged five of rheumatic feveras well as his father's undrowned...
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Radka Thea Otípková
At night I become his missing arm. / The one he lost on the front, looked for / years later and didn´t find.
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.
