The Son She Never Had
Luca inhaled deeply and then parked his cigarette in the ashtray. He turned to me,…
Luca inhaled deeply and then parked his cigarette in the ashtray. He turned to me,…
So many of my ancient order have passed on, not from the Covid, but from the life. I have…
Read in English Se dovessi definire il periodo natalizio in una parola sarebbe: luce.…
He calls me il vagabondo because he never knows when I will show up to visit. I have…
I am sent by my wife to retrieve the veal – 11 sweet, 7 hot, a small container of…
They sailed across the Atlantic in multiple waves via chain migration. They cultivated…
In December 2015 I sent out a celebratory email about the gingerbread houses I’d made…
Forlorn, hopelessly hanging on, budding too late to reach their full glory, tarty green…
“That’ll be €1.50 a litre”. We weren’t talking about the latest hike in gas…
All roads lead to Rome, as they say, but none compares with the experience of walking the…