the heel of the boot
An ode to my homeland
Dearest
Impassible,
Scorched land of mine.
Thawed,
Rambunctious waters
Acres of sunbathing weeds
Chiming bells
That speak my language.
I am nothing without you
Or with you.
Nothing, but a name in water
About the Creator
Benedetta Mancusi
I am a freelance writer and editor, passionate about slow fashion, Italian cinema, the colour pink, David Bowie, London, poetry, subcultures, 'Demolition Lovers' by MCR, white beer and red wine.
https://benedettamancusi.wordpress.com/
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