the howl of the Blue Dog started the dream
there where mambos everywhere
huge breasts dancing on a tribal music
and their nipples were Cajun orange
their milk was pure pepper
my tongue got purple
because of that capsaicin….
Ah, Christmas time. Now that it is passed, I can try to take out the best part – gifts excluded – of these holidays. Here in Italy, Christmas means huge meals, parents gathering, kitsch decorations and… card games! I know it could sound strange talking about that topic right now, but keep reading this article and you’ll discover why I decided to focus on card games. Continue reading “Writing Tricks – That Time I Used Rummy Cards To Tell a Story”→