Writing by Jennifer Greene – Art by Defne Celiktemur

Apple sun droops over the city, casts seeds of
sunlight over the creaking bridges and streets.
Heat swells and crawls on all fours, snatches and
scales the buildings, sewers, and concrete valleys.
Squeezes waists and necks like bottles,
trickling sweat and furies into that bleak, oily lake.
I mourn the graceful rain. Tears fall in discs,
evaporate into humidity before they hit the ground.
Zephyr walks on its hind legs saffron scented susurrates,
inhales through cloud lungs exhales rain over the city.
That heat which boiled through the cities cracked skin
was extinguished by the weeping and mending rain.
Birds lifted pains out of the lullaby lakes and left
miseries buried in trenches. A strangled city
breathed, released again. A noose unravelled,
collected itself into this braid of promise.






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