New Year’s Eve

by Kristín Svava Tómasdóttir

Gamlárskvöld
New Year’s Eve

Gray carpet and gray chairs and
gray walls and gray tables and
gray cocktail glasses
and gray fax machine and gray
door frame and gray neighbors
and gray staircase and gray street and
the gray sky and our pale running
feet and the nylon beard we turn
upwards, the slippery ice and fireworks
and all this lifethreatening open space
for us

Translated by K.B. Thors.