Joy in the dark

Dancing and singing and laughing and swinging on the stage behind the pool; half-way beers (or two) and bad jokes; déjà vu in the backstreets of Girne; tickling cockroaches with shadows; feet dangling over the harbor wall, splashed with the spray of the ocean; a lightning storm the only thing lighting up the water; were we just being silly or could we really see Turkey? (forty miles is not so far, you know); Sweet Caroline (bum bum bum); cheetah-print cougars; 1776; freeing the Pokemon parrots; laughing like maniacs the whole way home.

abyss in girne


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