Archive for April, 2003
WAITING FOR ILYUSHA
KYIV (October 5, 2000)
Chestnut trees are shockingly beautiful on this Indian summer evening – like redhead women on a stroll, oblivious to all but their own electric universe. Tomorrow, they may turn back into rusty decorations, stuck all over the city to remind us of the ugly November. Today, they rule.
The last [...]
WAITING FOR ILYUSHA
KYIV (October 5, 2000)
Chestnut trees are shockingly beautiful on this Indian summer evening – like redhead women on a stroll, oblivious to all but their own electric universe. Tomorrow, they may turn back into rusty decorations, stuck all over the city to remind us of the ugly November. Today, they rule.
The last [...]
WAITING FOR ILYUSHA
KYIV (October 5, 2000)
Chestnut trees are shockingly beautiful on this Indian summer evening – like redhead women on a stroll, oblivious to all but their own electric universe. Tomorrow, they may turn back into rusty decorations, stuck all over the city to remind us of the ugly November. Today, they rule.
The last [...]
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
It rained on the morning of my commencement in June 1996. And there was no hot water in our building. I took an umbrella, a bottle of shampoo, a toothbrush and a towel and ran over to Danil’s place across the backyard, for a quick shower.
My parents and I must have walked to the [...]
SLAUGHTERHOUSE
It rained on the morning of my commencement in June 1996. And there was no hot water in our building. I took an umbrella, a bottle of shampoo, a toothbrush and a towel and ran over to Danil’s place across the backyard, for a quick shower.
My parents and I must have walked to the [...]
MOSCOW (March 20, 2002)
Mishah came home with two cell phones: one his own, another a brand-new tiny black thing that he had found by a bus stop on his way from the office. He wiped it carefully with a napkin and washed his hands as carefully afterwards.
“I picked it up from the mud, it’s raining [...]
MOSCOW (March 20, 2002)
Mishah came home with two cell phones: one his own, another a brand-new tiny black thing that he had found by a bus stop on his way from the office. He wiped it carefully with a napkin and washed his hands as carefully afterwards.
“I picked it up from the mud, it’s raining [...]
MOSCOW (March 20, 2002)
Mishah came home with two cell phones: one his own, another a brand-new tiny black thing that he had found by a bus stop on his way from the office. He wiped it carefully with a napkin and washed his hands as carefully afterwards.
“I picked it up from the mud, it’s raining [...]
MOSCOW (April 4, 2001)
I took a trolley instead of the Metro to get to the movie theater. It was a peaceful ride: all seats taken, a few people standing, the garden-less Garden Ring outside the window, no traffic jams in sight and our vehicle actually moving forward.
As always, I had my trolley ticket punched. [...]
MOSCOW (April 4, 2001)
I took a trolley instead of the Metro to get to the movie theater. It was a peaceful ride: all seats taken, a few people standing, the garden-less Garden Ring outside the window, no traffic jams in sight and our vehicle actually moving forward.
As always, I had my trolley ticket punched. [...]


