Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
A door unknown
You are led inside
To where night has yet to fall
In There, you meet yourself
You tread along a steep, winding mountain path
No flowers in sight, nor does it lead to the other shore
With threads of thorns
Weave an indescribable language
November 30, 2025
Anna Keiko
China
