Category Archives: Perceived Truth

è bello essere mamma

come ci cambia essere madri,  come è bello essere madri. Ci rende donne, finalmente, vere donne, quelle dee descritte dalla mitologia. Ci trasforma dentro e fuori, spiritualmente e fisicamente, come se ad ogni curva aggiunta ai nostri corpi longilinei corrispondesse un capitolo di sapere in più, un sapere profondo, vero, che nasce dal contatto col divino, proprio quel divino che ci fa diventare generatrici di vita.

Mi sento piena, mi sento appagata, coi piedi piantati, con le spalle robuste e rotonda ed il ventre, sì, il ventre convesso, pronto a ricevere e dare, ancora una volta, la vita…


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Reclining Lotus

**Questioning position**

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just one desire

I am nobody’s propertynecklace

I am a human being

Got a sudden feeling of restriction

which freaked me out

I have

Just one desire


From the self

From society

From manhood

From tyranny

From power

From slavery, mine and the others’

Just one desire tonight

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Trapped in pretentiousness

Glossy images, chic silky themes,

beautifully crafted magenta slogans.

My mood is uplifted, my ego is boosted

Wanna run out of my flat,

join the group,

own the streets,

march in protest

Then I stop. In flashback.

Advertising is the perfect public sphere for a society geared towards consumption, markets and profit

Sounds like an old academic book

dust off my memory and recall

Marx, Durkheim and many more

Is it my dissent a hollow replication

of spoilt bourgeoisie’s children weeps?

They are trapped while trying to break

the same golden cage

that lock us all to hellfree

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Building Steam With A Grain Of Salt

I am holding on to the mermaids’ chant
while it takes me
closer to the nest
there i can lay down
reinventing my life
through the warmth of your chest

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You Just Do It

sometimes you think life is heavy.

you see the world out-there staring at you almost

laughing perceiving

your weakness and waiting

for the right moment to jump

on you and make

you feel the

warmth of the ground

like in hot countries rocky beaches

kissed by the sun

one day life poses you a trick – either

you come or

break it.

listen bro, you come you win.

refuse to jump you break it, bro.

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