Poetry awaits (what else does it do?). I’ve yet to prepare my “set” (I sometimes pretend to be a musician, just for the kicks), but it won’t be more than 20 poems (if I get a chance to read, that is). Will be traveling with Claudia and Alan: we still don’t know where we’ll stay, but what the hell, at least I’ll be out of the city for the weekend: I really need it.

On the picture, Barbara Zappamiglio, a super cute italian singer. She is so pretty.