Monthly Archives: July 2014

Sand Castles

We built our house upon the sand and now we inherit the wind for it has come and scoured the land until no soil is left to grow anything here, what shall we tell our children we’re waiting for the … Continue reading

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Dawn

Somewhere in the dawn I am remembering things long forgot of early childhood and how many times I rode the bus from home to train and train from Livorno to Rome and back; it’s like a dreamscape now I have … Continue reading

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Hunger

Shall I pray like a heathen to the moon which at least shines in the dark showing me the way, the God of the monotheists seems to be far too busy to notice all the wars started in his name … Continue reading

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Counting Sheep

The silence hangs in the air like heavy drapes the kind that make day night; if I were a bat sleeping all day unnoticed to come out at night and fly by sonar, why is everything so unnatural here our … Continue reading

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Somebody Twice as Smart as I

July 6, 2014 All those tough love, tough guy movies where they say: “I made my choices and I never looked back” but the past keeps marching forward also along with you, you carry it inside; like the tortoise and … Continue reading

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Outsider

June 19 I fast and rub grey ashes on my face and limbs and chant and stomp around the campfire until dawn but trance will not overtake me; where have I gone wrong like an eel larvae finding it way … Continue reading

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Dream Catcher

June 20 A spider weaves its orb passively awaiting its next meal a Gabon viper lays in wait in the dead leaves along a path frequented by rats I lay awake at night waiting to catch a dream that will … Continue reading

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Invecchiare

June 23 Quando la poggia a finalmente comminciata era gia tropo tardi per noi pianti secchi; invece di crescere noi siamo diventati avariati; tipicalmente invecchiare non e una cosa bellissima anche vino a qualche punto diviene aceto che brutta fine … Continue reading

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No Fields of Glory

June 23 There are no fields of glory where I am bound to the desert in my mind where nothing grows not even underground I find myself alone there sometimes in the still of night with an anxiety attack I … Continue reading

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Walter Mitty

Jour après jour les mouches font un tour dans ma tete vide qui n’aucun personne autour peut voire sauf moi et peut-etre le psychiatre que je ne suis pas ici pas de tout mais d’un autre cote du monde, un … Continue reading

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