[Vincitrice dei Wattys 2018] nella categoria "I Poeti" Raccolta delle mie poesie.

Un po' di poesie che scrivo quando la mia mente è stanca o quando la mia mente è felice giusto per farvi sapere cosa nascondo dentro. Spero vi piacciano.

"She had this thought. Not about choking hazards on children's toys or fatal car crashes, but a thought about how Skylar was not entirely a person. He was more like an ocean with violent currents; one of the seven seas with skin and bones and teeth. He was waterlogged with despair; bad weather with the premonition of a hurricane. And she thought that she finally understood why they named hurricanes after humans. But she lived in Arizona all of her life; she had never seen a hurricane, and she found that fitting because she had never seen anything like him either." He was as tragic as a hurricane. She was as volatile as a tornado. But when Skylar and Scout collided, they were bound for the sun. NOTE: Art for book cover by Budi Kwan.

Nico Stravos, an imprisoned art thief, struggles with conflicting loyalties when she's offered her freedom in exchange for helping FBI agent Will Patterson hunt down her former partner. ***** Nico Stravos, a notorious art thief, is facing a lifetime behind bars after her partner-in-crime and fellow thief, Pablo Ramirez, betrays her during a high-stakes burglary. So when she's offered her freedom in exchange for helping FBI agent Will Patterson track down her former partner, Nico sees her chance for revenge and readily agrees. But Will is convinced that Pablo is on an unstoppable international crime spree that will take everything Nico has to shut him down, and while Nico needs retribution for what happened to her, the trust she built up in her old life with Pablo is holding her back. Can she tear it all down to get what she really wants? Or is there something bigger at play than the one-man show she's trying to stop? (The Art Thief's Guide To Freedom is a spin-off to Eridanus Flooding)

𝘤𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘯-𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘢, 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭. 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺. -fight club (𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒕𝒂 𝒅𝒊 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒍'𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒂)

Ciò che vi narrerò saranno una serie di eventi accaduti nell'arco di quattro ore. Quattro eventi per quattro ore. Ognuno sembra legato all'altro come per magia. Ma non sono sicura che voi possiate credere nelle coincidenze, o nella magia. Non di certo dopo quello che racconterò. Però posso garantirvi che crederò sempre nelle tragedie. 1° posto - Nuovi Talenti 2019 - Thriller

Girasoli marci nel cuore dell'odio.

Frammenti di pensieri, più che versi veri e propri: brandelli di riflessioni che si trasformano in piccole parentesi artistiche, quasi da sè, e diventano qualcosa che spero valga la pena leggere :)

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