The self-enclosed and self-employed artistic community of the period of late capitalism can be described through the metaphor of the folk theater of histrions and vagants. Such a theater was the main institution of anti-feudal and anti-clerical criticism in medieval society; traveling actors were allowed to do things that were not allowed in other cultural practices of the time.

Lyn Hejinian is an American poet, essayist, translator, and publisher. The text was published in issue 10. Translation by Kirill Azerny. Kirill Azerny is a Russian- and English-language prose writer. Illustration by Andrey Cherkasov (from the 6th issue of the magazine “Here”). 1 I am a human in the absence of others of a yet better red. Omniscience is violent, infinite. There are no straight lines except those I make, and I do this rarely.

The hero rebels against the primordial antiquity, for which he is rejected and expelled, he finds a “muse”, gains treasure and glory, goes on long journeys, tries to move his ship from a dead point, plunges into unknown depths, but in the end he is returned to earth - to the inevitable reality.

Stanislava Mogileva is a poet, curator, and editor. Born in Norilsk, lives in St. Petersburg. She has been published in the magazines “UFO”, “Air”, “Volga”, kntxt, etc., in the online magazines TextOnly, “Circus Olympus”, “Colon”, “Articulation”, etc. Author of books of poems “Reverse Order” and “This Happens to Someone Else”. The poems have been translated into Swedish and Polish.

Petersburg, I don’t want to die anymore - I have k v, a r t i r, a m, a sh i n a, and I also have a bed from Ikea and a toilet seat with four modes. get rid of me, Petersburg, don't chase me. I stopped talking a long time ago: “...the distraught Peter, sitting on the horse’s rack, rot rises above the swamp..." the sovereign's abyss and the imperial swamp. Samarkand darkness. Petersburg, civil grief is incomprehensible to me - run over these fagots with tanks.