i think i will not see you until the winter. the lightness that comes when i am near you is invisible here. the breathlessness in my bones remains and the thought of your eyes on me is violent longing, so dense i cannot speak. this love will eat all stability. nothing left but meat hanging from bone. and so i am left to dream of your flesh... 

all touch lost.  

-n.nigro 2018

 casina settarte, puglia. 

casina settarte, puglia. 

Posted on June 14, 2018 .