Morning in Maduray by Perihan Mağden

Didn’t I tell you
Not to open your mouth
Not to swallow birds
Their wings flap inside
And tire you

They’re woken before dawn
On trains
The bags under your eyes grow bigger
Listening to songs in temples
You unwind

translated by George Messo

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