Shining Moon

The night is dark
By water, I walk at night.

I need a goddess,

to revive like Frankenstein’s monster.

My moonlight, my sunrise
Guide me.

Hold my hand
Walking through the poisonous
World, people call earth.

Immortalize me while I swim
within Ophelia’s flowers.

Frozen in a river

Intoxicated with

The thousands year old mead.

Merve Derya Yazicioglu (she/her) is a Turkish poet and film/book reviewer from Istanbul, Turkey. She graduated with a bachelor’s degree in English Literature from the University of Groningen. Her self-published poetry collection, A Life Lost, focusses on the topics of exile, gender, identity, migration, and womanhood.

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