strait from the bosphorus, beloved, an international book mag, based in Istanbul.
Balat
Eleonora Masi
My body is a profane temple.
Happiness stays for a moment,
maybe 48 hours
in exchange for 40 days of pain.
Pain.
Pain inflicted,
pain suffered.
Red rags,
lives in pieces
collapsed like those buildings
in the most beautiful neighborhood
of the insolent metropolis.
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light gazing, ışığa bakmak
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
the bosphorus review of books
Publicado por
Ana V.
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3:54 PM
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