The upper floors keep their lights on for anyone who forgot how to dream.
gur.al
gur.al
a rooftop postcard from the city between waking and sleep
still awake
A cat watches taxis become yellow comets below the glass.
Every window blinks a tiny yes, then disappears.
DREAM STREET
NEON ALLEY
NIGHT BUS
rain tastes like electricity here
GUR.AL STATION
PLATFORM 02
last train to softer weather
the rails hum in lowercase