Thessaloniki

The gulf rung with

late-night toasts

and disco dancing

while jellyfish hung

like moons lighting

the way to Olympus

across the sea

 

Our lungs awoke

in air spun by

deities not our own

and within us muses

stirred who sung

like restless friends

wanting to belong

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