A Name With No Name

Photo © 任航 (Rén Háng)

I tenderly loved some very sweet lovers without them knowing anything about it. And I wove spiderwebs from this and I always fell prey to my own creation. In me there was the soul of the prostitute of the saint of the one who lusts for blood and of the hypocrite. Many people gave a label to my way of life and all that while I was only an hysteric. Alda Merini English translation by Susan Stewart