Pick your poison

I have to admit, I’m an excellent ‘two truths and a lie’ player. The pin has been on my jacket since that night, a testament to the fact that I can be extroverted, even if I have to be not sober to become so, which leads to always being met with a chorus of laughs, eye rolls and ‘jeez I […]

Resurgence

I can stitch your heart back together with a brush of my fingertips. Did you know that? I run through the jungle barefooted, hiding from you. Some of my people trail me; we must reach the gates to return to the sanctuary; you do everything in your power to stop me.  You cut down the ropes I tie between the […]

In memoriam

In Memoriam. It is with great sadness that we announce the passing of Eleonora Pacini, who departed this world on the twelfth of January at the age of twenty. Eleonora was born on the twenty-first of December to Carlotta and Marco Pacini in Prato, Italy. An avid reader, she was studying literature at a local university. She will always be […]

Everything I do not know

12th of March. I have always had this striking suspicion that I wasn’t born on my birthday. Maybe I tricked everyone into believing I was, even my own parents. Whatever the case, every year it comes along I smile and thank my family and friends for their gifts and wishes, but deep in my heart, I feel like a fraud. […]

Travel Size

The last thing I pack before a trip is my soul. I stick my tongue out, peel it off my taste buds, and pull it out from my throat. It burns as snow does, a chain of handkerchiefs with my every memory embroidered all over, with threads pulled from the inside my cheeks. I place it in my jewelry box […]

Perfectly still

When I was a child I got lost in a shopping center. Surrounded by living statues, while standing perfectly still. I looked up at the fake airplane that hung from the ceiling, and instead saw a banner made of cement, over a gallery I had never seen before. “They are coming” it read, an engraving of hands holding a megaphone […]

Unravel

Back among the mountains, I keep on getting on the wrong tram. I need to go home, to leave, but I end up going in the opposite direction.  Shops that only sell strawberry ice cream, fresh clouds of familiar shapes.  I’m there with someone, I think. I don’t outright see them, but I can sense their presence.  Time clouds my […]

Thorned roots, teeth and petals

I wake up and my skin feels too loose. I am me, but different. Older. I know what I have to do. Save her. I have been wearing her dress since we last say each other. A corset of teeth. An ankle-length skirt of petals. Scarlet, she used them as bandages when she was hemorrhaging, after being shot with an […]

Bleeding Tears

On a school trip I spotted something and strayed from my group. There’s a temple made of alabaster. A narrow entrance, guarded by a white statue. Blindfolded, holding two swords of her tunic, with a crown of braids resting on her head. I turn around and mt group is gone. It is then that raindrops start rolling down the statue’s […]

Mint Leaves

I had a dream about a mansion where I fell asleep for days. When I finally awoke and left, the house was encircled by autumn trees. I was different, with eyes and hair of mint leaves, and four bleeding incisions on my left arm, trickling down to my palm, resembling foliage. Stacked on top of each other, as if they […]