living here 2007
Sitting at the small marble table in the round of the living room window, I look out. I see thick hazy forest sloping gracefully down the back of the San Salvatoare. Beyond, I see several other mountains seemingly fused together; pale and flesh like, their outline suggesting the shape of a large silent mouth. A pinkish light emerges, darkening as it spreads towards the rooftops of Paradiso. Further along, I follow a line of trees…read more
