THROUGH MY WINDOW.

Sometimes

i wonder if there is any place for me

in this world.

Through the window of my life

i see how people pass by

inert they disappear

inert i do not mean anything for them

sometimes

i wonder if i deserve to live.

Photo of my old window.

Text by Lara Antonioni.

WOMAN WITH NO NAME.

What is this odd feeling?

i have forgotten

where i come from

and they?

they can not be my salvation

woman with no name

yes i am.

whisperings at midnight

secrets under my skin

yes i did.

i just have words to my loneliness

my only friend.

woman with no name

sure i am

where did all the friends go?

just you know the secret

under your skin.

text and photos by Lara Antonioni.

DESIRE DEPTHS.

As the morning reflection

i fudge myself in my room

there is not companionship

between you and me.

As my loneliness

gives birth of fire to my

broken heart depths.

Desire waits for you to come back

once again,

i will rise from the earth

towards up to the heaven.

and the small stars will claim

your name until the lights go wild.

Text and photo by Lara Antonioni.