Creative Writing

Grief

Loneliness
of the soul.
Tears well
from the gut.

Drip
into streams
rivers of blood.

(Faiza El-Higzi)

Story

Ninna Nanna Bel Bambino:

Ninna nanna bel bambino
fai la ninna fai la nanna
tra le braccia della mamma:
dormi dormi mio tesoro,
dormi dormi piccolo d'oro.

This is an Italian nursery rhyme. I chose this as my story because one of the youngest memories I have is of my nonna singing me to sleep with this.