Alessio
@alejotag.bsky.social
Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged;
Missing me one place, search another;
I stop somewhere, waiting for you.
https://amzn.eu/d/7XMgmlh
Missing me one place, search another;
I stop somewhere, waiting for you.
https://amzn.eu/d/7XMgmlh
Quintessenza was born in the in-between — between love and loss, in quiet train rides and sleepless nights.
A collection of poems on becoming, belonging, and the beauty of vulnerability.
Written in Italian, it carries the restless honesty of my generation, through the rhythm of my language. #poems
A collection of poems on becoming, belonging, and the beauty of vulnerability.
Written in Italian, it carries the restless honesty of my generation, through the rhythm of my language. #poems
November 10, 2025 at 3:12 PM
Quintessenza was born in the in-between — between love and loss, in quiet train rides and sleepless nights.
A collection of poems on becoming, belonging, and the beauty of vulnerability.
Written in Italian, it carries the restless honesty of my generation, through the rhythm of my language. #poems
A collection of poems on becoming, belonging, and the beauty of vulnerability.
Written in Italian, it carries the restless honesty of my generation, through the rhythm of my language. #poems
It’s said that one must sink all execrable things
Closed in a sepulchre, deep in oblivion,
And that by written works, evil brought back to life
Will taint the moral will of our posterity.
But vice is mothered not by Knowledge, not at all,
And Virtue’s surely not the child of Ignorance.
Closed in a sepulchre, deep in oblivion,
And that by written works, evil brought back to life
Will taint the moral will of our posterity.
But vice is mothered not by Knowledge, not at all,
And Virtue’s surely not the child of Ignorance.
July 28, 2025 at 11:03 PM
It’s said that one must sink all execrable things
Closed in a sepulchre, deep in oblivion,
And that by written works, evil brought back to life
Will taint the moral will of our posterity.
But vice is mothered not by Knowledge, not at all,
And Virtue’s surely not the child of Ignorance.
Closed in a sepulchre, deep in oblivion,
And that by written works, evil brought back to life
Will taint the moral will of our posterity.
But vice is mothered not by Knowledge, not at all,
And Virtue’s surely not the child of Ignorance.
hello :)
my name’s Alessio, i’m 22 years old and i’m from Rome, Italy.
you can talk to me in italian, french, spanish, portuguese or english.
i am passionate about literature, politics, languages and culture in general.
i like talking to people so feel free to ask more! 💫
my name’s Alessio, i’m 22 years old and i’m from Rome, Italy.
you can talk to me in italian, french, spanish, portuguese or english.
i am passionate about literature, politics, languages and culture in general.
i like talking to people so feel free to ask more! 💫
July 28, 2025 at 9:57 PM
hello :)
my name’s Alessio, i’m 22 years old and i’m from Rome, Italy.
you can talk to me in italian, french, spanish, portuguese or english.
i am passionate about literature, politics, languages and culture in general.
i like talking to people so feel free to ask more! 💫
my name’s Alessio, i’m 22 years old and i’m from Rome, Italy.
you can talk to me in italian, french, spanish, portuguese or english.
i am passionate about literature, politics, languages and culture in general.
i like talking to people so feel free to ask more! 💫