
You were blowing like a light breeze I felt you on my skin like a whirlwind. I brought my ear close and all became calm. Your hair was silky your eyes were charmed by a vivid green. It was not me it was the reflection of your own words. It was not mine the mirrored image it was the shell of your own desires. I look at me now distant in time and in space what do I see? The stairway of a dream whose steps never knew how to climb…
Read moreThe intravenous drips, whispering life back into you with its moist breath. Coaxing you drop by drop to re-hydrate. Imploring your depleted spirit to respond reach out and suck the bag dry. Who says machines don’t have a soul? Rosanna Micelotta Battigelli is an alumna of the Humber School for Writers. Her novel La Brigantessa (Inanna Publications, 2018) won Gold for Historical Fiction in the 2019 IPPY Awards, and was a Finalist for the 2019 Canadian Authors Association Fred Kerner Book Award and the 2019 Northern Lit Award. Rosanna is…
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