Дениз МИлани

Why not call it. and so on. and so on.

high sun
head down
looks average.


stopped in the afternoon on climate and cigarettes as well.


love for the streets and bicycle wheels.

I'm in a cafe.
I found myself.

between the voices among the flowers.

expecting rain.
and instead.
I only found me.

the language of lollipops
dirty dirty life of the wind.
hands. clean.

no one can grab.
hours.