a moving grove Iryna Shuvalova Translated from the Ukrainian by Uilleam Blacker go escape while you can go escape buy tickets for the last water train which as it subsides reveals curbs pavements the riverside the anatomy of the sinewy city that lies naked and unfamiliar like a man in your bed go—escape while you can   take all your belongings everything that’s yours split lips cut knees the cracked jar of a head from which memory slowly seeps and all you can leave just leave behind the evening lights in the windows the beloved exposed throat of the sky the [...]