Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Spello

Holidays loom like silver spiderwebs,
promising to shine and strangle,
suffocate and infuriate. Family
lures you like a high school reunion,
all anecdotes and adorable hindsight,
but only their own blood sustains.
The only safety is Spello, Umbria,
continents away from cannibals. 

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