PLEASE, JUMP OUT!

This is the last stop of the bus carrying

“Judged to be judgmental” passengers.

Please, jump out and feel free to clear up

the charges sticked to your wet body.

I am.

Past is death fingers on naked shoulders.

Future is kaleidoscopic stones on crabgrass laying under heels.

Now is a speechless bird in the chest.

I am on my way.

RECENTLY EATEN UP

Cuisine: Irish

Name: Tara Road

Cook: Cooking veteran Maeve Binchy

Ingredients: 639 pages of women's aspects, chasing happiness on children, husband, introversion, work, others' men, fellows' failure or Hollywood movies. One woman’s pursuit of satisfaction sprinkled on a crew of women sharing their friendship among them. As a woman, you wonder, who is the winner. So, you’ll have your answer in the end.

Where it is served: In the lazy-boy, swimming-pool, benches of parks, on green fresh smelling grasses on sunbathing, toilet, on your queen size bed before falling asleep

How: In the light of candles

AFTER SWIMMING, BEFORE STEEPING TEA

Ingredients of the meatless absolute satisfaction:

Noodles with egg
Chick peas
Shallots
Tomatoes
Parsley
Turmeric
Salt
Chopped garlic
Peanut oil
Lemon
+
At least 2 people starving
Experience it cold preferably with yoghourt

WHERE DO THEY GO FLOODING MEMORIES?

Neither brains nor hearts are dignified enough to curtsy memories.

They found their place in a glass vase:

A red rose from my childhood which decorated for years our modest single room apartment,

Colourful marbles touched my lovely grand-mother fingers in our “Marble Tournament”,

and the finest sands from the “Kaputaş beach” in our latest summer trip in Mediterranean coast.

They are sharing and laughing days and nights.

BETRAYED NANA’S DIARY-PART2

On the road, Betrayed Nana and Lili Pharony

came up with Mr. When I see them.

“And so?” asked Betrayed Nana. “What happened when you saw us?”

“Well, I saw a “Rose Parfait” in you” he answered.

“Really?” asked Lili Pharony and started to dance turning around.

“I can smell it.”

“Rose is not my favorite.”grumbled Betrayed Nana.

“Why don’t you come in and see it with your eyes?”

he proposed.

The birds paired him twittering in joy.