Devlam;

Poppy seed buns

lined on the window ledge

dusted with snow

like a fine

coating

of flour.

Te del o Del te merav.

We used to boil the water,

yawning

after the bones.

Don’t look back.

Aj, cik joj si šukar.

Don’t look at the flames,

yellow

red

licking the window ledge

tasting the poppy

seeds and snow.

Kaj to džasa?

Javen ke ame.

Don’t shake

on it.

Don’t touch the flames,

or the buns

turning brown

in the puddles

of

melted snow.

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