Fetih 1453

Off they go, my arms and legs, today everyone is hurting me. Everybody. My tongue and eyes will go tomorrow. I'll be empty. Anyway. A short red finish. Flimsy walls of my body will meet. I, too, will turn into a smile. A bilingual collection featuring poetry by Mustafa Ziyalan and original woodcuts by Vladimir Ginzburg... Mustafa Ziyalan'ın şiirleriyle Vladimir Ginzburg'un özgün gravürlerinden ...