poems by Rosanna Bazzano

My home-world changes My home-world changeslife is the evolution of lifesometimes sudden cracksgashes, they force usto proceed by leaps and taxes,to stop us.I am, today I am,with the soul stretched on the crevassewith the fear that corrodes melike leprosywith sore lipsfrom the wordwhich, output, changesMy home-world changesbreaks down universescorrupts destinies. It is not night It is not nightit is not […]
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