digital postcards from italy

a misplaced new yorker's notes on life in milan

(Source: Spotify)

llamas of the day

llamas of the day

You have no idea how hard I’ve looked
for a gift to bring you.
Nothing seemed right.
What’s the point of bringing gold to
the gold mine, or water to the ocean.
Everything I came up with was like
taking spices to the Orient.
It’s no good giving my heart and my
soul because you already have these.

So I’ve brought you a mirror.
Look at yourself and remember me. 

“three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.”

—   buddha

"We pray by breathing." - Thomas Merton

"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists… it is real… it is possible… it’s yours."

My lover’s got humour

She’s the giggle at a funeral

Knows everybody’s disapproval

I should’ve worshiped her sooner

If the Heavens ever did speak

She is the last true mouthpiece

“To love another person is to see the face of God.” ― Victor Hugo