Poems by Aldo Quagliotti
Crudités The body is ephemeral doesn’t smoke out its potential yet it prevents us from dying more than once...
Crudités The body is ephemeral doesn’t smoke out its potential yet it prevents us from dying more than once...
No Title Black rivets into craveless dichotomy Lumps scum creepy Fumbles of desperate despair Dark craters past White screams...