She buried the interiors of her mind with white sheets,
Not to protect or preserve what has always been in a bad
Condition, no, to remind her that these things won’t hurt her
Anymore, that they are covered up in plain sight, the life sucked out,
Unacknowledged. Sleep starts to frighten her, as they rise, carrying their linen
Like ghosts with open arms searching for the ties that once connected them.
Sickness made you kiss her. Envy made you bite her.
And you tried to pluck and pluck and pluck her out.
Destabilise her in her own unseen universe. Rid her of
Her words, her credibility. It’s all in her head, she cries all the time.
You terror-loving preacher. She took her own body back, released it
From your slander and reinvented herself after she survived you.
“Silvia” by Charles Edward Perugini (1839-1918)
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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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