Best friends

Plastic dreams
of geometric gardens
and watercolor smiles.

Mementos

Varnished wood
memory of a cuckoo
alive in the dark.

Mosaic

Shards everywhere
pieces i cannot complete
a beautiful ghost.

At the piazza

I feel so little
walls talking to the sky
grey morning.

Song for Lisa

In a lonely hill
the summer wind is blowing
help me part your hair.