Your skin sinks into my body as a burden, clandestine,
Irresistable clutter. Our secrecy that we malnourished,
Gallivanting cheerfully. The suggestive triangle cramps.
The guilt without its attractiveness, the more we built it with
Glue the less it would hold. A forlorn idea turned silent, to behold.
The archive of our failures. The lost adoration deteriorated in front
Of our very own eyes.
“The Awakening” by Solomon Joseph Solomon (1860-1927)
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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').
My debut novel, 'Within Paravent Walls', will be published by WiDo Publishing / E. L. Marker.
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