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Martinus Young, I had a crush on you when I was five.

“A quotidian damage. Consolidating into a tiny scar; a crescent moon./Now, that’s the only trace I have left of you, Martinus Young.”

by Mariachiara Ficarelli on April 29, 2018April 29, 2018

On Wisdom (and) Teeth

“A Sunday slumber turned October tastes like cider mixed with tahini.”

by Iris Samuels, Mariachiara Ficarelli on October 22, 2017October 28, 2017

September Re-readings of an August Letter Never Sent Toward Jericho in the Shadows of the Fading Sun

“Four Italians and an Israeli sitting in a blue Chevrolet. It could be the start of a joke.”

by Mariachiara Ficarelli on October 1, 2017September 30, 2017


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