Year of publication: 2015Publisher: RavagerLanguage: RussianSeries: Prose

...The ladies discuss Seneca, and also the sixth eclogue, marriage with death in the attic, bachelorette party among the dusty shelves, Bartholomew crawls on all fours around, outlining blood of samsara around their legs folded in a lotus, someone calls him to her, he caresses, but the ladies do not stroke the dead jaw, dead skin, bare dog thighs.... The silent sister - Marcel Proust's Iron Maiden - begins to “move.” Her bronze skirt interrupts the silence, her tongue swarms inside her body, begins to frantically lick her “lips.” The silent sister raises a cry, she wants to scream enough before the last night, even to her it is clear that soon all this will come to an end.