--- M I R S A D   S I J A R I C

 translated by Ammiel Alcalay





We've all undergone a catastrophe
A policeman from our building
The men smoking in a circle
Mama whispering to the neighbors
Holding the last doll I had left in her arms
The policeman's dog sniffing at a tin of sardines
An old man
Talking to himself
About how the Russians and the Americans were coming
That there's no more Berlin
That no one would be saved
I get up
Turning around myself
I imagine I'm Earth