BY MARY GRACE VATICANO This often mischievous life makes me smile. It makes us believe that nothing is impossible, yet we have a secret she will never know. Despite her constantly presenting us with the ugliest things, we always succeed in seeing something good. She does often place us before a crossroads, where making a…
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BY ALESSANDRO CASTELLANI A gazing over time I stop before thee You the radiance of light in all my eye captures the soul as the spell All your form I’m excited in time who was my and others’ eyes dream fairy dressed up me show in elegance and eternal virtues that both body or artistic…
BY VIVIAN COLOMBO Fine sand, Warm sand, Dry sand. I’m here speaking to you, I’m here gazing at you While you extended in your length and width. I’m here And my heart is carried away by your smell, By the words you evoke in my soul. This place is called desert…
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