Damaged People by Elena Prendjova, aka Brit Lilit

 Elena Prendjova, aka Brit Lilit is a poet, a slam poet, and a poetry translator based in Skopje, Macedonia. She holds an M.A. in Philology Science and a B.A. in English Language and Literature. She has worked as an ESL teacher and has mentored creative writing and poetry slam workshops. She translates from Serbian and English into her mother tongue, Macedonian. 

Prendjova is the author of 10+ full-length poetry collections and a book of essays on poetry, all written and published in Macedonian. She has also published several prose and poetry translations from authors from the USA, Malta, and Serbia. She is a multi-winner of national and international poetry awards won in the country and the region. 

Prendjova has been an active member of the Writers’ Association of Macedonia since 2012. 

Prendjova was the 2016 national representative at the European Slam Championship. She has co-organized the national poetry slam finals in Macedonia since 2013. Together with her fellow poet and collaborator Igor Trpcheski, she established the national slam poetry scene in Macedonia. In 2018, I also attended the European Slam Championship and participated in the slam poetry ensemble performing workshop mentored by Marc Kelly Smith. Next year, she also worked with him at a slam poetry workshop in Celje, Slovenia, at Izrekanja—celjski pesniški festival. The same year, she was a grantee of the i-Portunus and Creative Europe performing arts residency in Tartu, Estonia, and Maribor, Slovenia, where she mentored poetry slam workshops and where she participated in slam performance shows. 

Damaged People 

I can’t imagine why 

the smell of cigarettes on your T-shirt 

always reminds me of your friend 

I don’t sleep with your friend 

no, I don’t sleep with your friend 

I just sleep over at your friend’s house 

“baby it’s 3 am and you feel lonely” 

lonely, cold, betrayed, hopeless, wasted 

a year so far; so far, a year 

being wasted every other day 

being tipsy a day after every other day 

“baby it’s 3 am and I feel lonely” 

don’t disturb my loneliness 

I feel good being lonely 

after her – loneliness 

after you – loneliness, too 

no, I don’t sleep with your friend 

no, I won’t sleep with you tonight 

I will nibble you 

I will nibble you like a mouse 

and you will like it 

and you will dislike it that you like it 

“baby it’s 3 am and he feels lonely” 

do you care about me that much since 

we’ve let your friend go home alone? 

do you care about me that little since 

you’ve seen me off to your friend’s house? 

“baby it’s 3 am and I feel lonely” 

he, you and I 

your bro, my friends, your girl friend 

“baby it’s 3 am and we feel lonely” 

when we are together 

we enforce loneliness with joint forces 

we try to suppress it 

to drown it in the waters of the waterfalls 

our plunge is an under-water fall 

our plunge is painful 

one is rescued by swimming 

other by kayaking, the third by drowning 

in the end, 

we’ll all be left unhurt by each other 

in the end, we’ll all be left hurt by ourselves 

“baby it’s 3 am and I feel lonely” 

would you do something about it? 

that’s what friends are for, right? 

well yes yes of course 

that’s what friends are for 

I’ll do something about it 

but the outcome is always the same 

loneliness 

makes us laugh, makes us feel pain 

when sober makes us feel drunk 

when drunk makes us feel sober 

it has misled the three of us 

willfully to reach the decision 

to keep on alone in life 

so it can stay alone with us 

so it can fuck us up dead 

“damaged people”, we are 

и никак да одаме на repair 

für uns das ist sehr schwer 

baby it’s 3 am and the loneliness fills us 

it’s when we are baffled 

when we think 

we are attracted to each other 

but instead, we love each other 

although we don’t love ourselves 

“baby it’s 3 am and I feel lonely” 

love me 

love me inebriatedly in the sleepless night 

find me attractive 

find me stunningly attractive 

in the sleepless night – lie to me 

lie to me blatantly in the sleepless night 

fool yourself, fool yourself completely 

in the sleepless night 

we are going to fall to pieces 

out of shame, out of fear 

skies as we are, 

we are going to crumble into stardust 

and we are going to hit the road 

after a few days of naked lust 

and having our own truth on our side 

each one of us will consider ourselves just 

baby it’s 3 am and I must be lonely 

let me be lonely it’s when I feel safe 

let’s fall asleep at midnight 

so we can oversleep 3 am 

so we can dream of loneliness 

instead of living it 

but we are not alone oh no 

we’ve been kept company by loneliness 

it is why we all sleep alone at home 

“damaged people”, we are 

don’t let anyone repair us! 

Translated from Macedonian into English by the author 

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