CANTILENE
oh, va bene, ti giuro che va bene, se prego, poi, magari Dio interviene, va bene, ti giuro che sto bene, malgrado le intemperie, e va bene, dai, mandiamo tutto all’aria, tanto, prima o poi, col vento tornerà… There are some things I want to talk about in this post. It might feel a little…
BUTTERFLIES
Handcuff yourself to Rock ‘n’ Roll, dreamin’ Hollywood dreams, protect your neck and save yourself, gatekeepin’ the peace, it’s how you cope, but now you’re chokin’ while you’re prayin’ for some discount Jesus Christ to come save you from yourself… I went back and read some of my old posts today. Different dates. Different titles.…
LANDSLIDE (Part II)
well, I’ve been afraid of changing ’cause I’ve built my life around you, but time makes you bolder, even children get older, and I’m getting older too… I’m in the middle of writing another post, catching up on the last couple of months. But this one skipped the line because it felt more important. Things…
I WISH YOU STAYED
For the first post of 2026, I’m starting things off a little differently. No song today. This is most likely a one time thing, but in case you’ve been reading along and happened to notice, I just wanted to make sure I clarified. I went to a Reiki session a few weeks ago and something…
NO HARD FEELINGS (Part II)
when my body won’t hold me anymore and it finally lets me free, will I be ready? when my feet won’t walk another mile and my lips give their last kiss goodbye, will my hands be steady? when I lay down my fears, my hopes, and my doubts, the rings on my fingers, and the…
FIX YOU
when you try your best, but you don’t succeed, when you get what you want, but not what you need, when you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep, stuck in reverse… The last three weeks have been incredibly heavy. My last post touched on the subject, but things actually got much worse before they…
Anche Fragile
io non vivo senza sogni e tu sai che è così, e perdonami se sono forte, sì e se poi sono anche fragile… There’s a post in my drafts right now telling you all about my trip to Sicily. And for whatever reason, I couldn’t finish writing it. It all seemed very mundane and blah…
a squarciagola (parte II)
e non vado fino in fondo nelle cose da un po’, come un palombaro, che faccio tutto a caso, un po’ ci riesco, un po’ no, che maleducato, maledetto me che lascio caos dove metto le mani (come?), come gli americani (chi?), gli incendi e gli uragani, volevo questa vita che però non sento mia,…
a squarciagola
a me, che cеrco un segno dentro al fondo di un caffè, che perdo tempo a stare al mondo senza un perché, che manderei tutto a puttane ma non ci riesco, ci metto tutto me stesso… It’s been a while. I don’t really know what’s going on anymore, if I’m being honest. I feel like…
THROUGH MY PRAYERS
hard to believe I won’t see you again, we were just fighting when winter began, the coldness of our words competing with the wind from the north, still they make me shiver but in a very different way, the pages of the calendar kept turning away, I have some better words now, but it’s too…
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