Margarete, the way everybody mispronounces your name.
Never caring about what was left behind.
Never listening to a word you’re saying.
Always wondering what it was that brought you here.
They inquire who you are.
Not with a question mark.
Exclamation, Margarete.
You watch the corpses fall out of the sky.
Dead bridges and forlorn identities.
The wind tastes like dust and debt.
And you look up and smear away the tears and sweat.
You decorator, Margarete, clasping the hose.
Clearance, cleansing, the water coughs amongst your fist.
Crouching in the darkness, you feel emptied, drained.
You have to make yourself tall again, matter once more.
Because in this city of disasters you love yourself
And walk across the street with dreams on your back.
“The Daughter of Jephthah” by Alexandre Cabanel (1823-1889)
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My name is Laura Gentile. I’m of German-Italian descent and I speak five languages such as English, German, French, Italian, Luxembourgish and I’m currently learning Romanian.
I hold a Master of Arts Degree in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Dissertation: The Decadent in Love with his Psychopomp: Thomas Mann's 'Death in Venice' and Adrian Lyne's 'Lolita') and a Master of Letters by Research in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Thesis: Romanticising Decadence and Aestheticising Death: Women as Projection Bodies and Mimetic Identities in Zola’s 'Thérèse Raquin', Schnitzler’s 'Dream Story', Süskind’s 'Perfume: The Story of a Murderer' and Eugenides’ 'The Virgin Suicides').
Author of "Within Paravent Walls". Pentalingual Idealist. Writer of psycho-corporeal Poetry. Creator of Croque-Melpomene & Les Femmes de la Décadence.
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