#11

Today I woke up and nothing of you was here.
I hardly remember your eyes… were your eyes questions?
Were they scared shields? Were they dogs, tears or smiles?
I hardly remember your mouth… was your mouth a moon’s corner, beautiful, like smiling,
or a makeshift room where to hide a love?
And your hair… was it rain of rum, good only for a dry summer, your black hair?
…but do you miss me a little?

#10

What does it means “bidé”, Ddaniel?

#09

I love every square inch of your body,
and it’s hard to get rid of emotions when you are not repaid.

#08

I asked for a present. They promised me a wonderful one. So uncertain! I didn’t forget it!
After a very long time they gave me a sister. Who knows?! Honestly I would have preferred a nice toy!
- Her name is Chiara - they told me
- And what do I need her for? - I asked
- You will play with her! – they answered
Today I played with Chiara! I played the doctor! The surgeon precisely! I had fun!

#07

He felt a jerk even before he touched the handle.
He knew that it was just his excitement to see over the door.

#06

Sometimes it happens. I dream of a little child
with a hat of “scrupolo”.
This child usually looks at me
and I am anxious about it, I don’t want him next to me…
But last night, for me first time,
I was carryng him in my arms and I love him.
I was carryng in my arms and I caressed him
and his skin was smooth like the petal of a flower.
and we wandered in a empty museum.
Then the alarm rang
and I woke up…
But for the rest of the day I wondered missing my son (?).