A City Lies – A Poem

Black crows sail the purple sky. Clouded mass of scattered black, Circling round and plummeting down like Shooting stars – burnt out; ash. But see them rise again; bolting back, Like acrobats from distant Mars. Look at how they steal this night, winged as bats; And skilled as the throat of the messenger lark. The [...]

How to Fake Italian…

On Florentine Life, Renaissance Schools, and How I Became the Worst Student Ever... ...and thrived. For many people, the idea of selling all your things and giving up your home, packing a single suitcase, travelling solo across Italy, and enrolling in an Italian school in one of the world's most beautiful cities, is something of [...]