Treeless cliffs,
Rigid gray,
Molded around
A city
of orange roofs,
Shuttered windows.
Where mopeds putter
along cobbled streets,
Past aluminum banks,
and barnacled cathedrals.
A city of McDonald's billboards,
And streetcorner fish markets.
Beeping car alarms,
and yipping poodles.
Roaring soccer games,
Held in crumbling arenas.
A city of waxen banana trees,
and gnarled rose bushes.
A city of under-dressed youth,
and over-dressed age.
Where nightclubs shake
on Roman foundations.
And Van Gogh's precious light
illuminates emerald waves.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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