I had a steady job over the last nine months. It was hard at the beginning. I haven’t started like most of my colleagues – being just a regular staff member. Therefore, they moved a lot of critics against me. In some cases, you have to adapt. It was a little harsher than what I … Continua a leggere Get involved
PART I – Building up, step by step. Seven months has flown by already. Yesterday I started to think about it, during a conversation. Two years ago, this should have been my way of thinking: the season’s done. Time “to go back home”. Tabula rasa. I am not having any seasonal job since more than … Continua a leggere Autumn ’16
It is me again, my head and my chest are literally inside a dishwasher. They asked me to clean the machine and make it look as new. The internal part is filthy in every single corner and it looks it has never been cleaned since weeks – at least. The atmosphere in the team seems … Continua a leggere Can’t believe that this is real.
I’m on a taxi, the car window is half open, even if it’s November. Just in case. All of a sudden I have a memory of my last night dream. It was me with all the crew, they convince me to make bungee jumping. Like most of life situation, you don’t think about it too … Continua a leggere The jump.
Winter time, last year. The hardest one. And still back here. I have to start all over again. Feel really tired. My plan is just to have a rest, for a couple of days at least. I already miss all of them. I am still chatting with my ex roommate. He tells me he’s finally … Continua a leggere It seems to get better now.
Daily log, Personal thoughts and memories of performing onstage. And we close up with another story. Continua a leggere Mid-Season
“Listen to this! Can you feel it? This is 100% us, it blows me away!” “This kicks ass. Damn, I missed you so much!” I like that tune, too. It’s something new, but explains where our roots are, though. We should contact someone who can listen to this, maybe, he(or she) can give us some … Continua a leggere The Old and The New (Part I)
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On Sunday, I was lucky enough to snag a last minute ticket to the New Yorker Festival event, ‘Poets Read Their Work’, featuring Michael Dickman, Jorie Graham, Terrance Hayes, Philip Levine and Tracy K. Smith. I was there for Smith, whose work in Life on Mars I have previously raved about.… Continua a leggere Thursday Poem: What Work Is, by Philip Levine
Prologue The flight from Prague has landed to Malpensa airport. We don’t know that we’ll take the same train to reach my hometown. My ex-girlfriend texted me back. Better to tell her how bad do I feel. At the station she merely sees me. More than a year has passed since my ex-girlfriend left me. … Continua a leggere Attic in Milan (Part II)
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The summer I turned sixteen, I learned the burning that happens when contact is made: flesh and mouths, a new kind of touch. Kids really, trying to smash ourselves together, atoms mingling, heeding the old call looking for The Other who would hear— The low buzzing we made, like bees,… Continua a leggere Sestina: Tin Can Call
Marco J. Mossi 