Erice, Sicily (journal entry, 2013)

fog rolls over the citta of Erice
it softly pets medieval steps and towers
streetlights glow with a
promise of ghosts and shadows
and a family like ours, like so many others,
melts into warm candlelight and homemade pasta.

(from the red journal, 2013)

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