Kostov KayCaringPlants don’t care about caring. Maybe they do, maybe they don’t. I really can’t tell.Feb 21Feb 21
Kostov KayAutism Lovein my world even your small gestures are rarefied and inscrutable inside my invisible emotions these are giant pebbles stirring up a…Jan 28Jan 28
Kostov KayTime and BeyondBecome a toothbrush Settle upon my incisors Become a moth Feed upon my sucroseJan 271Jan 271
Kostov KayLeaden Dreamsfor several years we buttoned our skies but the horizon collapsed quietlyJan 26Jan 26
Kostov KayTwinningshe unmade me with those feral leaps off the edges of pristine, concealed cliffs our shapes like skeins of rippling ropes with no…Jan 25Jan 25
Kostov KayEvanescenceUpon well remembered alleys When poetry climbs up through the sideburns Of broken, semi-placid strangers It is later not emptied from the…Jan 23Jan 23
Kostov KayThe Makeri shine in toxic skies where the supergiant Betelgeuse spins its red webs like molten threads and the Milky Way skips a beatJan 21Jan 21