Rainy Sky

Today the sky is a deluge of tears. Who knows how many of them purify the gaze and how many, instead, renew a pain. Observing it today is like looking at the face of an unarmed child in the face of too many violations of innocence; or, in the darkest moment and accompanied by the roar of thunder, I imagine the violent and foamy anger … Continua a leggere Rainy Sky