A balanced hand

If you don’t have a balanced hand, it is impossible to imagine how someone else draws a full and regular circle. The same, if you can’t play the piano, dance, or chop parsley. This torments me ever since I started thinking, since I had two […]

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Hairy affairs

I had obeyed the law and yet I was punished. Sometimes you find yourself in a bad situation – there’s nothing you can do about it. I was in sixth grade and my mother until then, had used to cut my hair. I trusted her, […]

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Suitcase

April 2015I opened the same cupboard, the same one I open every day many times with the same laziness, and without a specific purpose, just as you open the fridge without being hungry.But this time it had a different impact on me, I felt like […]

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I chill, therefore I’m free

You don’t know how it is, or do you know how it is, due to all the tension in morbid rushing salvos exhilarate through the air and fearful glimpses are replaced with resignation? Do you know it?Do you not know it?You don’t know it, of […]

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I was with the wind

I leant on your home in the notion,And lived reinforced concrete up from your home.My verandah was one with broken lips,I looked down upon a long field of apologiesI looked down upon drafts of autumn.And the countryside was wavering due to the wind,And almond set […]

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Glimmer of hope

Through the dark clouds, it breaks clearly and bright, it hits you like lightningbut without the rumbling thunderstorm. This bright, beautiful glimmer of hope. His eyes look at you cold as steel, were they not warm and pulled you under their spell just a second […]

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A dry woman

The man who filled me with hungry mouthsWent on in giving me a slow bendingTowards the fragile desireDoctors recorded in my death reportA dry womanAnd dozens of mouths in the shape of wounds. Slowly loving youLike a worm, eating carcassesOh, the harsh fieldsHow they hear […]

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Kusuma

Surrounded by bright green blades of grass that were freshly kissed by the sun, that were grown, I sit on them. Between me and them my finally cast-off winter coat. The blades dance in the rhythm of the wind, which carries away the warmth from […]

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Overload

Although he was confident that the news of his death would not concern anyone, only his always hungry dog ​​Harley, who always smelled the deep desires, and somehow encouraged him to commit suicide so that it would eat his butt. How not… when no one […]

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The smell of concrete

Warmth has a smell.   Landscapes of concrete in summer they smell below the rain like steam and wanderlust, yolculuk nereye?   Grey wetness is scentless.   Some people use strange words like “paradise, exotic island, south and heaven on earth”. . They exclude “humidity”. […]

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