Ricordo di una Donna by Alberto Baumann i cannot continue with such insidious memory – like yesterday all my past laid out before me – all regrets dropped upon me like a thousand heated ingots of iron – hell erupted from a serenity i had attained once – a clash of past and future at a central point of my present – i want it all – I don’t want to get old – I don’t want to die … [Read more...]