Lumpy Bumpy Dolmuş Drive
By Dora Šustić
The city is endless
Driving in a dolmuş, too much grass
Two histories clashing on a bridge above peaceful vastness
Wonder how many people decide to jump standing between continents
Torn apart by demons of consciousness
Stoned clubbing was a success, extra gin tonic unnecessary mess
In the laughter of a best friend one recognizes the tonality of one's own past
Colors are melting into stardust
Occasionally the wind interferes with the trajectory of the driver
When I die in a car accident I hope it’s gonna be on a bridge
Heart stopped between two things forever in the middle
I wish someone can fix the riddle
Why we build bridges between us when we could just cross once and for all and settle in each other
The driver is curious about our nationality
Da hints to Russian, blonde hair Germany
The city is wild and words are spoken freely
Among women peeping through balconies of the same building
Chatting between floors borrowing ingredients to each other through buckets hanging loosely
Words are suffix shaped loud and proud
The strength of words resembles the courage of their touch
Everyone smokes on the streets everyone shares the same cloud
The city is endless
Distances between quarters friendless
In the city where sadness is avowed
People are selfless
The city is endless
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Born in Rijeka, Croatia, Dora Šustić (1991) obtained her BA in political studies at the Faculty of Social Sciences in Ljubljana, Slovenia. In 2012, she moved to Prague, where she currently studies screenwriting for a MA degree at the Film and TV School of the Academy of Performing Arts (FAMU). Her poems, fiction and non-fiction have been published in several international journals (GUTS Magazine, Hourglass Literary Magazine, Modna, Magazine for Art and Feminism etc.). She wrote and directed several short films and is currently writing her first feature screenplay, Virgins of Pomegranates.