Tellaro

Tellaro

 

Narrow, winding roads.
Volcanic, black rock dotted with sunbathers,
extending outward to the sea.
A slow pace.
Lardo and fresh figs, upturning the ends of one’s mouth.
Lost and found in Tellaro.

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Moneglia by Moonlight

Moneglia

A rocky beach and salty sea, lulling ashore.
Constellations alight the night sky.
A shooting star—pause—in reverence of.
Frizzante, shared between two glasses,
and a friend whose greatness is immeasurable.
A talk of life.