"marmellata" poems
He told me "I'm here"
I never answered him
I would have loved to do it
I would have loved to tell him that I was there too.
The next day they found him dead in a ditch.
Meanwhile
Two passers-by were talking about filled cakes
"Alla marmellata, alla crema".
Sep 19, 2024
Sep 19, 2024 at 10:43 AM UTC