I am moving away
I’m moving away with arms
wide spread – like we did when we played
hopscotch
in the asphalt childhood
of nineteen hundred and I don’t know what year.
I - a little chalk girl
with voice like candy floss,
you - a not yet visible,
solid world
of people with hollow bones.
Translated by Hristo Dimitrov / Edited by Tom Phillips
The Bulgarian text first appeared in ‘Wings Made of Papier Mâché ’ (Janet-45, 2019)