Alighieri and the bitterness

The days went by. Paralyzed, I experienced the weeks and months passing by in the air under the fingers of an open hand... and same as the air, the life of this well-loved girl faded, and disappeared.

Back when the deaths were young, and were tragical. I could never talk to her; not even once.



The dissolution and the years went by; and how sad is the remembrance.

So sad that I crowned her as a strange female ángel, and named her Beatrice, and entitled her as my guide through Heavens and through Hells, through the forever and the never.

Guide, an eternal guide for a married man, married to a hag, a man who is tired.


A guide who is eternal - a girl who died 30 years ago.