TE16 Turkish Delight

Zeynep Çolakğlu After months, despite everything, I was feeling fine. This work had caused whirlpools in my unconscious but I still believed it was a success. I wasn’t aware what kind of doors I was opening by touching her, getting close to her, by becoming her voice, her words. The day the published copy arrived, light entered the house for the first time. Therewas a crescent that day. The symbol of rebirth. With the book I was holding in my hand, I called my boyfriend to give him this joyous news and ask for another chance. At that moment, things went downhill. First, I heard a growling and then deepsighs. Idropped thephone frommyhand.Withhorror, I sunk deeper into the chair I was sitting on. Then, the voices increased multiplying. I started seeing largeand small scratchesonmyarms. I was under the impression that this was a psychological phase. Throwing the book aside, I drank uncontrollably all weekend. Last, I had moonshine liquor in my hand, and I don’t recall ever drinking a liquor that high in alcohol. I neither knew where the bottle I was holding came from nor who had distilled the liquor under the moonlight. Thoughts started to flow rapidly in my brain. “Tears of spruce in the wilderness,” I started to repeat to myself. It was the definition of moonshine liquor 3 . It had filled my brain, repeating itself. In my other hand I had a cigarette and a letter which I had tried to burn with the cigarette and which had already flamed up from its sides; the paper smelled somewhat sweet like honey. I sobered up the second I inhaled the smoke. What was I doing? I noticed that I had put out the cigarette on myself couple of times and the little bottle toppled on the coffee

3. Moonlight liquor: a liquor distilled under the moonlight secretly. 256