Apr 19 2015



Feb 16 2015

Barred door…

Barred door...

Dic 3 2011

Minerva Jones

I AM Minerva, the village poetess,
Hooted at, jeered at by the Yahoos of the street
For my heavy body, cock-eye, and rolling walk,
And all the more when “Butch” Weldy
Captured me after a brutal hunt.
He left me to my fate with Doctor Meyers;
And I sank into death, growing numb from the feet up,
Like one stepping deeper and deeper into a stream of ice.
Will some one go to the village newspaper,
And gather into a book the verses I wrote?
I thirsted so for love!
I hungered so for life!

Lug 20 2011

The Cordusio Experiment

Gen 5 2011

IKEA’s Orchid

Giu 7 2010

The Hole

ormai a milano non ci si stupisce più di ciò che si può trovare in metropolitana…

Mag 13 2010