Über die Autorinnen und Autoren

MUSTAFA ZIYALAN was born in Zonguldak, on the Black Sea coast of Turkey. He worked as a general practitioner and coroner in a rural Anatolian village, and now lives and practices psychiatry in Brooklyn, NY. His poetry, short fiction, and essays have appeared in many literary periodicals, anthologies, and in book form. He is the author of the poetry book Kizil Kanca Siirleri, Yakilacak Kentlerden, a collection of travel writing and essays, and Su Kedileri, a collection of short fiction. He is the coeditor of Istanbul Noir.

AMY SPANGLER, a native of small-town Ohio, first landed in Turkey as a high school exchange student in 1994-95. She continued to foster her ties with the country and her keen interest in its literature throughout her college years, promptly moving to Istanbul upon graduation in 1999. She still lives in the elusive and amorphous Istanbul, where she works as translator, agent, and editor. She is the translator of Asli Erdogan's novel, The City in Crimson Cloak, co-owner of AnatoliaLit Literary and Copyright Agency (www.anatolialit.com), and coeditor of Istanbul Noir.

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Istanbul Noir

Akashic Books

Contents

IntroductionPART I: LUST & VENGEANCE.......................................................21ISMAIL GZELSOY Bykada The Tongue of the Flames............................39FERYAL TILMA Bebek Hitching in the Lodos....................................56MEHMET BILL Sirkeci The Stepson.............................................75BARIS MSTECAPLIOGLU Altunizade An Extra BodyPART II: PUSHING LIMITS, CROSSING LINES........................................97HIKMET HKMENOGLU Rumelihisari The Smell of Fish............................115JESSICA LUTZ Fatih All Quiet.................................................126ALGAN SEZGINTREDI Saskinbakkal Around Here, Somewhere.......................144LYDIA LUNCH Tepebasi The Spirit of Philosophical VitriolPART III: IN THE DARK RECESSES.................................................157YASEMIN AYDINOGLU Sagmalcilar One Among Us...................................171MUSTAFA ZIYALAN Aksaray Black Palace.........................................191BEHET ELIK Fikirtepe So Very Familiar......................................199INAN ETIN Fener The Bloody Horn.............................................214TARKAN BARLAS Yenikapi A Woman, Any WomanPART IV: GRIEF & GRIEVANCES....................................................227RIZA KIRA 4th Levent Ordinary Facts.........................................246SADIK YEMNI Kurtulus Burn and Go..............................................264MGE IPLIKI Moda The Hand...................................................274Turkish Pronunciaton Guide & Glossary..........................................278About the Contributors

Introduction

Istanbul is the place where East meets West, literally. It is, as convention would have it, a meeting point, a crossroads. At the same time, it marks the spot where geography is irreparably rent in two; it is a fissure in the continuum, a seething rupture, so to speak. The only city in the world to lie smack dab at the junction of two continents, Europe and Asia, Istanbul is split down the middle by the Bosphorus Strait, pierced by the Golden Horn, and caressed by the Black and Marmara seas. In short, with her "tough love," Mother Nature has pummeled and groomed this place into one of the most stunning geographical locations on earth.

Indeed, Istanbul has been the site of the collision and collusion, of the fracturing and the fusion of cultures, for millennia. Capital of the Eastern Roman (Byzantine) and Ottoman empires, the city formerly known as Byzantium and then Constantinople became Istanbul (incidentally, a word derived from the Greek term for "in the city") after being conquered by the Ottomans in 1453. Many Christian Greeks remained and even flourished in Istanbul following Byzantium's defeat at the hands of the Muslim Ottomans. Under Ottoman rule, Istanbul became known as alem-penah-"refuge of the universe," a haven for myriad religious and ethnic groups. When the Jews were expelled during the Spanish Inquisition in 1492 by the Spanish king, the Ottoman Sultan welcomed them with open arms. As the capital of the Ottoman Empire, Istanbul attracted hundreds of thousands of people for centuries from within the empire's vast territories and beyond. In the wake of the empire's demise, the Turkish Republic (founded in 1923) has served this legacy well. Waves of immigration, especially since the 1950s, have increased the city's population by more than tenfold: Turks, Kurds, Laz, Alevis, Circassians, Bosnians, Albanians, Macedonians, etc. You get the picture. A mosaic, a melting pot, a vat of oil and water-call it what you will, there is no denying that Istanbul has always been ethnically, socially, and religiously cosmopolitan to the core.

As submissions for Istanbul Noir started to come in, it became increasingly clear to us that what was taking shape was not just some collection of dark stories set in old Stamboul, but a rich portrait of the city itself-or, at the very least, a particularly revealing series of snapshots. Mind you, it is a city shaped largely by the often vicious ebb and tide of the nation's politics. Although Ankara may be the capital of the Republic of Turkey, the truth of the matter is, with a good twelve million people and thus a fifth of its population, Istanbul is the throbbing, often bleeding, heart of the country's politics. And it shows.

In a tumultuous and notoriously unreliable city where the only constant is instability, one often seeks solace in humor. You will get a dose of that in at least a couple of the stories in this collection. The humor is, we hope, appropriately dark. Rather (but not entirely) antithetical to this humor is a mood that also predominates in several of the pieces: hzn. Like many of the terms you'll find in the glossary at the end of this book, hzn is one of those difficult-to-translate concepts integral to the culture of Turkey and the Turkish language, and as a characteristic mood of the inhabitants of this city, several of the stories in this collection are imbued with it. Hzn is a kind of melancholy, a heaviness or a sadness of heart. It is a world pervaded by gray, a state of weariness and hopelessness and lethargy. It is a word for which, arguably, there is no equivalent in English. It is an indescribable mood that you can describe for hours. And in that respect, it is a lot like Istanbul.

A sadomasochistic metropolis in equal measures self-important and self-loathing, Istanbul is rife with contradiction. It is a living conundrum: impossible to pin down and moody as hell. It is raw and human, vibrant and pulsating. It is a city of blood and concrete, a palimpsest of memorials and scars that will not be erased.

Istanbul's history has been marked by the clashing of wills, battling sometimes for life, sometimes for power, often, ultimately, for both. The last several violence-riddled decades in particular have left an indelible mark on the contemporary fabric of the city, not to mention on the minds, bodies, and souls of its people. The knife has cut deep, and the wounds may never completely heal.

This holds true especially for the coup of 1980, which marked a violent and painful rupture in the history of the Turkish Republic. In its efforts to squelch the political left, the state effectively crushed the spirit of an entire generation, extinguishing hope and erecting on its ashes an apolitical society, shaped to the mold of consumerism. An inexhaustible source of heartache and melancholy, bitterness and rage, the involuntary transition from a society fermenting with dissidence to one numbed to the point of docility has had a pervasive impact upon the Turkish people, palpable in many of the stories in this volume.

The political vacuum created by the subjugation of the left was soon filled by the emergence of new forms of nationalism and Islamism. While the history of the Republic is fraught with efforts to galvanize Turkish identity at the expense of others-such as the incitement of the "Riots of September 6-7" in 1955, during which Greeks and other non-Muslims and their property in Istanbul suffered widespread attacks, the banning of the Kurdish language, and myriad other discriminatory practices and policies targeting "non-Turks"-in its most recent guise, hysterical ultra-nationalism has become normalized. The Turkish state continues to wage a nearly twenty-five-year war against Kurdish rebels in the southeast, and a psychological war throughout...