Trafika Europe 4 - Armenian Rhapsody

The City is Pregnant

heat is dripping over me my scent sour hits my nose and I like that

I convince myself I slowly roll myself

Mashtoc street Amiryan street

all the pregnant women pass their bellies round their steps astray with kind and dreamy strolls they move their bellies to and fro they go to work out their muscles to assume a dog’s, a tree’s, a cat’s pose a soldier’s one two forcing the muscles in their legs curving the muscles in their fingers

moving on to child’s pose

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