.THE NIGHT I ATE THE MOON
I told you Luna is a woman
“The Moon is an artificial object”
you replied.
There was this terrible flag waving
on the top of the mountain
and I wanted to puke stars
on your shoes.
I WANTED TO PUKE STARS ON YOUR SHOES!
That’s how bitter
my disappointment was.
That night
when I ate the Moon.
Dharma Rain Jazz
Art: Nick Victor
Poem translated from Croatian by Dharma Rain Jazz, aka Jasmina Šušić