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A Coward of a Tap

by Eftychia Panousi

Droplets of water, one after the other following a linear path to their ends

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As a heavy silver of a tap veiled in rust never enough to hold them

Leaves them, as it knows best

And they leave, as they know better

You stared, you heard water is afraid of unmoving eyes But yours can’t afford to stay rigid truths never enough never enough to fill them

And still cowardly they left Out of love, out of worry

That you would find a foolish way to mend them

To gift them a goodnight kiss to wake them

Before the metal could cop another feel

Before the drain flies could orchestrate a dance in the rhythm of the water

There he is, a wrench and bolt away

Melting the whims of pipes in his fingers

Softly murmuring little good nothings

To ease the pain of remedy the exponential breaking of the spine, to rearrange the bones into the perfect degrees of circles

And she, the tap, In the absence of sound, In the lack of power to disrupt Returned to the origin, The origin of obedience

The duty of cowering submission, The pair of inked hands in kindness gave her

Music of the Spheres

by Agni Pyrovetsi

The season's return

Echoes memories once lost Blossoms in the air

Nostalgia dances in the wind

Petals, whispers from the past

Springtime's symphony

Notes of life and hope reborn

Nature's orchestra

Each blossom, a solo

Melody, timeless art

In the cycle's gyration

Memories, like petals, fall

And return again

Spring's song, an endless refrain

Eternity's sweet call.

Silent Whispers

by Ioanna Machalia

A feeling that comes tightens your lungs and a silence whispers everything you don't want to hear. You were forced to lie to sleep in winter’s cold embrace but lost the chance of waking up to spring singing the melody of hope and renaissance.

Under the asphalt angrily lies the old bloodied dirt , Under the stars, the sky had been waiting like a child to show you all the impossible sunsets he would paint.

Are you still here?

I hear your voice when the summer breeze soothes my skin

I see you when my eyes rest on the endless blue sea. I feel you now as silence whispers everything I want to hear.

You are still here.

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