Some Girls & Pissing Annie by Desi Valentinova / Ulpia
poem

Some girls don’t ever

Get started up by hugs

They start from words

They start early, but slow

They go from whispers and winds

To throbbing and thinking

From striving and touching

To hugging and patching

From dreaming and brewing

To kissing and wooing

From sweat and a shiver

To rain and a river.

Pissing Annie sat along

Asking me if I was wrong

Is my stamen* all too long

Did I ever ding and dong

Have I ever used a bong

 

Am I like King Kong

Sitting here you’ll never see

Asking, never touching me

Swinging gently from a tree

Too tall, climbed up to be

Flying like a little bee

Flowerless and free.

*The stamen (plural stamina or stamens) is the pollen-producing reproductive organ of a flower.

illustration by Verena Spilker

My name is Desislava Valentinova and I call myself Ulpia, Latin for “single she-wolf”. I am inspired by my loneliness, urban spaces, rural spaces, the past of my own city, Sofia, and its medieval name Ulpia Serdika. I was born by a mother who belongs in the city and a provincial father. I define my parents in these ways, as these definitions are relevant to the socio-cultural rhythm of the contemporary Bulgarian society.