Hunger

by Uroš Prah


Hunger

I’m two shells and both

are love.


 

The smaller one turns inward,

folding in upon itself.


 

The edge of the other one

presses against walls.

Lakota

Dve lupini sem in obe

sta ljubezen.

 

Mala se not obrača,

vije vase.

 

Rob druge se ob

stene stiska.