Slave Gjorgjo Dimoski - ESSAY: GOLGOTHA

the angel, watching her from his perspective – golgotha melts in the text. the hammers, the nails, the ropes and the cross become tiny sand grains that get ablaze in the sun. that heat is unbearable, and to the crucified jesus, who is a sand grain himself, it opens one more wound, invisible to the other grains. it fills up with water. with deep and blue water. from the sky a huge sponge descends and sucks the water up together with the sand grains. christ is risen!
one cannot claim the angel played no role there.

Translated by: Dragi Mihajlovski and Zoran Ancevski