Katia Guido
Biografia
Una gipsy bohemien pantofolaia. Aspirante scrittrice, sognatrice a tempo pieno, lettrice irrequieta. Vorrebbe essere Belle (non per la Bestia ma per la biblioteca).
Segni particolari
Redattrice di Aphorism dal 2005. In tanti, troppi, mi dicono che sono come "Amélie"
Scritti da Katia Guido
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Supernova
Poesia
Potrei incollare le mie labbra alle tue
(per sempre)
respirando attraverso la tua bocca. (…)
(per sempre)
respirando attraverso la tua bocca. (…)
Aspetto te.
Poesia
Aspetto te
a risvegliare la mia vera essenza
impassibile sotto veli di emozioni impolverate (…)
a risvegliare la mia vera essenza
impassibile sotto veli di emozioni impolverate (…)
Devi essere forte
Poesia
“Devi essere forte”
E allora piango quando nessuno mi vede.
Piango in auto mentre(…)
Sometimes/A volte
Poesia
Sometimes I wonder
through roads and crossroads in my mind,
frail and lost
those greedy(…)
through roads and crossroads in my mind,
frail and lost
those greedy(…)
Unreal/Irreale
Poesia
You are the voice I want to hear
when all around others talk to me. Yours is the number I(…)
when all around others talk to me. Yours is the number I(…)
Troubled Waters/Acque Agitate
Poesia
He used to sing to her of surreal tales
lost in her eyes, the bed unmade,
following dreams(…)
lost in her eyes, the bed unmade,
following dreams(…)
I miss you/Mi manchi
Poesia
I miss you in a weird kind of way
not like some unbearable longing
keeping me up at night.
I(…)
not like some unbearable longing
keeping me up at night.
I(…)
She wishes/Lei desidera
Poesia
She wishes...
he would bump into her life
and wake her with a kiss...
And then, he would(…)
he would bump into her life
and wake her with a kiss...
And then, he would(…)
My favourite regret/Il mio rimpianto preferito
Poesia
You are my favourite regret.
Whenever I think of you
I see the love
we haven’t made.
But(…)
Whenever I think of you
I see the love
we haven’t made.
But(…)
I asked the moon/Ho chiesto alla luna
Poesia
I asked the moon
for a moment like this:
watching golden butterflies
swimming in my stomach,(…)
for a moment like this:
watching golden butterflies
swimming in my stomach,(…)