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Poems from a Stool · 2026 · Cockroaches

Ignat the Cockroach

Handsome, clever, and rich — That's Ignat the cockroach. Self-made. A gilded moustache, He's even got cockroach underpants. Businesslike and a bit of a cheek — All for himself, Ignat the cockroach. And he counts, keeps counting profit. Knocked out all the other cockroaches. Yes, dishonest and deeply biased — That's just how Ignat the cockroach is. Always busy, never at home. And he's also got this… sarcoma. He knows all about it, but somehow Has no control over the fact. Even if he'd had the tests done… Everyone gave up on him long ago. So tired and not happy at all, Young Ignat the cockroach. To be fair, no one's waiting at home either. And the sarcoma keeps on growing…
Draft translation, the author is still revising it · written in Russian