Pristina, 11pm
The city has stopped performing.
The cafés are still lit
but the conversations have slowed —
people leaning back
into their own private distances.
I didn't know Kosovo had this:
a particular quality of dark
that makes you honest
with yourself.
Here, at 11pm,
I am finally the right size.
AI 二創 · REINTERPRETED FROM MORGAN'S LIFE EXPERIENCES