One day, when we removed the dead butterflies from the car radiator, you were filled with a...
Marco Grosse
I didn’t imagine
Twenty years ago I met the Italian poet Vivian Lamarque at the monumental cemetery of Milan. I...
The teacher
She was afraid of holding the horses. But by doing it she was training to deal with the kids. There...
Chemtrail
Passing by, with two moons, two shining eyes, catched by a net which almost had no consistency...
The need
On the wall we had erected in ourselves, preventing the loneliness of the neuron park, the sun...
Homeland
Do you have a point of arrival when you speak about home? Do you think about a place where you grew...
Those days when we shot polaroids
How many times were we disappointed those days, when we shot polaroids, when the picture, minutes...
Analog world
We have no negatives. It took me a while to understand what you were referring to. There was...
Brodsky sang a song
Brodsky sang a song -it’s what you thought when you heard his voice recorded on an old record...
Whale song
Far behind the shore there is a place where words get lost. They can be seen floating before...
Changing
We are getting older and yet we are the same full of hope of reaching something which always lays...
Our favourite light
In the room in the afternoons through trees through curtains and half closed shutters. Through the...