Photographs in Words 26 – The Blue Pomegranate 2/3

No blues, no pomegranates. No patients, no streets. No work, no home, no family, no friends. No dreams, no this no that. No café, no aman.

Retired doctor Ahmet Bey is alone in the room.

Who…Those words… How? What were they? The words… If nobody, nothing is left to hold on to. Wherever you happen to be, whatever has happened to you. Just look around. Find something, anything and say: There is this, at least.

Ahmet Bey looked around the room. The book he had thrown down just as he was about to tear out its pages was lying on the floor. He reached for it, crouched down back in his corner and embraced it. At least, he said, “I have my book to hold on to”.

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