
When you enter me
When you enter me
the douvet fills with rice and blue eggs.
Yet at the same time,
loudly a door opens,
into a cold hallway,
into the empty house.
On Saint Demetrios Street
sorrowfully a little girl gestures to me.

When you enter me
When you enter me
the douvet fills with rice and blue eggs.
Yet at the same time,
loudly a door opens,
into a cold hallway,
into the empty house.
On Saint Demetrios Street
sorrowfully a little girl gestures to me.