KANGAROO
Nestan Nikouradze
Gift me a kangaroo please
a baby one with grey-blue eyes
it should sit on a round tea-table
and sip chamomile with silver spoons
Lick the porcelain
make me sway
Tiny tongue touch marble
carry me away
DEER
Nestan Nikouradze
I try my best to make the legs that support me
look like sticks.
They click like hooves on the cement.
I stand on shoes with heels like twigs.
I keep my calluses smooth and my skin
fresh.
My torso is adorned with fur that puffs up in the wind.
I tilt my head and place one hand on my collar
when lighting my cigarette.
Nestan Nikouradze was born near Coney Island on a very cold November morning. She is originally from Tbilisi, Georgia where she has spent the last five years of her life, until recently moving back to New York City. Nikouradze is a Bennington College graduate and often reminisces the years spent in Vermont, reading and writing, barefoot in hammocks, discovering the wonders of life and literature at the end of the world.