The weather is getting warmer.
Flowers bloom in color.
I have questions.
I'll forget them when I go swimming.

we talk about buildings, therapy sessions, and roads.
no one talks about the clouds.

"bir yay daha sona çatıb

yadımdakı günlər düzülüb ipə

düşəcək xatirəmə"

-Dövrə by Nargiz Aliyeva

some houses haven't been built yet.
some haven't been torn down yet.
some places are meant to remain empty forever.

they will either call you a bitch or a witch.

I was in a dream, inside our childhood home.

                                                    "Bakı"