Bellies lined with pyttipanna, we refill our water bottles and stride home from the city centre towards Block 5.
words pass overhead
spoken broken in dialogue slang where South
is said “SOUF”
Nobody knows, but I sometimes fantasise about what my partner’s childhood and teen years were like… I feel a great tenderness when I explore this town
Where cars lie dying
in Ligurian scrapyards
the Via Aurelia
travels slowly past
I find the process of actually writing fiction to be like some sort of mysterious alchemy. You have a plan and then what actually comes out is completely different.
we keep walking
maybe fearful of touching
in front of others
unable to be completely who we are
two men with love
happily growing older
“For most of us living in Europe or the US, we’re so used to seeing altered rivers that we don’t know what a wild river looks like.”
When my body was made up of straight lines it felt boyish and uninteresting, and when those lines finally bent, they felt uncontrollable.
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