Manuscript
Written by Vladas Braziūas
Translated from the Lithuanian by Jonas Zdanys
Narrated by Bill Wolak
I would like to write in the empty
spaces of my drawings
the margins of my symphonies
on my cathedrals’ walls
pediments, altars, pulpits
my sermons would be marketable
to deaf mutes
most of all I would like to write
on our developing skin
on our thighs and hips
on our gurgling stomach
and in fact that’s how I write
only the prepositions aren’t the ones
sometimes and the declensions