Heart (4 am)

by Christos Polydorou

4 am, smoking on the empty street in front of my house, I asked the half empty moon for a sign, and a few quick moments later, I saw a fox cross the street. It still fills me with wonder to see wild animals in cities. Perhaps animals “don’t have souls” being souls themselves, in the flesh. 

Antio

Adieu

A Dios.

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