Covered in sand
[..] The little girl called him "padroncino" (read, little master) because he had imposed his dominion over her identity and body. She used to striptease and dance naked in the bedroom of the man who combined in his sick person the role of the father, husband and lover—a story indeed of perversion and dehumanisation. When Oreste was close to death, Micia (aged 14) even thought of taking her own life. This story dates back to the early 1990s and it tells us how some stories and past sufferings can go on for a long time.
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I, future
[..] I greeted from a distance
my agenda,
well-distanced
from my torn projects
and like leaves in the wind
everything’s falling
on our faces.
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Between the clear water and the great Sun
[..] Your skin bronze
for the ardor of the great Sun,
ivy clings to the door of the houses
covers the window frame,
our heads
and our hands clenched
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You, prone and quiet
[..] the impetuous climb upon my body
took my breath away.
Without brakes
your lips
were now on the pubis
and now close to the two arisen peaks,
I scratch your back
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Have you ever seen the sea's waves?
[..] Powerful and irresistible, on your face
are the waves that overwhelm you; then suddenly
they pull back, leaving saline lips.
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This is our game
[..] I play amongst my fantasy
and hope, foolish,
and you talk,
you laugh and your lips invite
to renew a taste
always new
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An opal sky
[..] Suddenly everything comes to life,
in the leaves of the hawthorn
I saw your cheeks,
almost glimpsing your face,
your hair,
in the hazel I saw your eyes
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The stormy night
[..] rains unrelenting
over the ceiling,
on the window;
in all this water
drown your eyes.
O’ peace,
where have you gone?
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Your ear picks up a newer breeze
[..] And you were naked before me, Ochún.
Your back arched, your breasts
poised, your waist so supple,
your mouth moist, can you see? You sing.
I admired you from behind the foliage,
but from the corner of your eye perhaps
you saw me because you dived
suddenly into the deep waters
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Reception of the first aliens
During the reign of Suna (the king who preceded Mutesa) he was visited by some Arabs: Medi Abraham (trader from Zamzibar). Kyera, Amulain, Mina, Katukula Mungazik and ZIgeya Mubulusi. Of these, he liked Medi Abraham best, and gave him many presents such as ivory, women and slaves.
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The steps are blunt
[..] See? You fall and confuse,
your reality exceeds
my imagination
and you confuse my smiles,
my memories and all my
gestures
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I am awake
[..] Where are you, Poet?
Where do you dream? Where do you sing?
Have you and your lyrical lines
lost your path
and direction?
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You are so crazy, curious and beautiful
[..] I was used to walking alone
and would never have expected to meet.
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She was newly risen into the heavens
[..] She never lifts that veil from her face
hiding one part
and laughing with the other close to us.
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In autumn, something stirs
[..] Everything rains.
Be them certainties or glorious charms
or vibrant leaves or scattered kisses,
from our faces everything flies away.
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Your eyes were like almonds
[..] you squeezed them bitterly,
the pillow was the pot,
your thoughts the sugar,
a forgotten treat,
but I discovered everything
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A thousand and more leaves spread upon the streets
[..] Fall, now you are here.
Through your branches, some of them bare,
gently blows a lively change.
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