Above the flea market,
an apartment to live in for two weeks.
High ceilings and colored glass windows
with beautiful antique shutters.
Sounds of stray cats fighting,
fans cheering at a nearby soccer stadium,
and market sellers heckling.
Solomon took his first steps on the cool floor tile.
He would spend his day pushing
the mismatched chairs across the cool tile floor.
We spent the day drinking turkish coffee,
lounging outside amongst the plants, weeds,
and plastic flowers, growing freely together.