Monday, August 24, 2009


Sicily, my sour, torrid, immutable,
ferocious land. Land of plenty, too good just like
concentrated orange juice.

It gives birth to extraordinary people,
generous, radiant, inspiring personalities.
You can find most of them out of Sicily.

Those ones who are still
inhabiting the land are difficult to find
and continuously on the hide.

Miracles are not uncommon in Sicily,
probably because it's so hot and the nights
are so beautiful. Cherry tomatoes and
unfinished highways are just two of the many,
many Sicilian miracles.

Don't go there.