"Natalia" - From the Dancing in Odessa collection, by Ilya Kaminsky
Her shoulder: an ode to an evening, such ambitions.
I promise I will teach her to ride horses, we will go to Mexico, Angola, Australia. I want her to imagine our scandalous days in Odessa when we will open a small sweets shop - except for her lovers and my neighbours (who steal milk chocolate by handfuls) we will have no customers. In an empty store, dancing among stands with sugared walnuts, dried carnations, boxes upon boxes of mints and cherries dipped in honey, we will whisper to each other our truest stories because to fantasize is our custom.
The back of her knee: a blessed territory, I keep my wishes there.