Yağmur
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Living With a SlobA Poem by YağmurThe title is adequate |
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I shaved my headA Poem by YağmurThis is a story of wanting to break up, but not wanting to be the breaker |
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All these diapersA Poem by YağmurAn ode to the endless, dehumanizing, chores of early parenthood |
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Be Here NowA Poem by YağmurEmbrace the present, it’s all we have |
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Why do youA Poem by YağmurThis is a short poem to reflect on the sum of life. Written in English and Turkish |
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This bread is staleA Poem by YağmurWhat do you do with a love that’s gone stale? English and Turkish |
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Through open windowsA Poem by YağmurThis is a poem about the enchantment of sensual love, yet the senses remind the lovers a world exists outside. Written in English and Turkish |
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If your arms didn’t feel so goodA Poem by YağmurA story of love from far away and the loved and beloved live with another. Written in English and Turkish |