Io sono un poeta

by Christos Polydorou

It is funny how language works, how it circles, and basically trips you over. For example, how you can pick up the Italian language, and you can also pick up an Italian, and also pick at an Italian’s flaws and piss him off. Language is this system of revelations and tricks that ultimately defines us in our every indecipherable LIKE and LIKE and LIKE moment.

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