I was boasting about my man’s arms when she looked up and said, you know, it’s great, of course, but imagine afternoon heat, the air is blurry and shines like amber, your bones are melting slowly and you stretch out your body and run, and then jump, plunge into the water and close your eyes, feel your eyes hot under the eyelids, feel the heat inside you, your skin bursting with pleasure I would give up all men in the world for a moment like this. And her eyes were young and blue like water on a hot summer afternoon.

Natalia Andrievskikh is a doctoral candidate in the Department of Comparative Literature at Binghamton University. She grew up in a little provincial town in Russia reading tons of books and writing poems and children’s stories. After teaching English and literary analysis for two years at a local university, she won a Fulbright grant to study in the U.S. Natalia has taught literature courses at Binghamton University, published poems and essays, and served as Managing Editor of the literary journal The Broome Review. She likes fairy-tales, art house films, dancing, hazelnut chocolate, fashion shows, Chinese checkers, and having tea with her friends and family.

Photo credit: Andrew Czap

2 Responses to “Alive”

  1. Joseph says:

    I like this very much ! 😀

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