Poem by Nevin Koçoğlu
VERTIGO OF TURTLEDOVE I am writing this to youFive days left for equinox I was picked from root of a skinny grassWhen I was singing the song of foggy valleysMy butterfly was pinned to the night from the wings and your handA blood dropping from my wingsFreezing in my finger tips I am writing this to youFive days left for […]
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