Marco Borla

It was just last night that I told myself to hold on even though all my dreams and hopes were shattered, impossible and impossible. My life sometimes seems to have become a bit of a captivity of many fears, hardships and limits imposed by the complex (and perhaps ill) gear Read more

This year, for New Year, I had the desire of the sea. There are some cats and kittens here (about eight in all) who welcomed us as soon as we arrived. They are mostly black kittens with sweet eyes; someone who suffers because they are impervious to an annoying illness. They have a sweet look of who Read more

In a few hours a new year will begin. For me the simple succession and progression of a mathematical number that starts at a certain time, does not mean much but all around it seems to perceive this atmosphere where ideas and new hopes are lit and the desire in people, to start something of Read more

Snowflake... towards this Christmas period that I feel like I smell the air and take me towards a sensation of magic, you found me and you wrote me. You have broken the silence, the gray and the too much solitude that, for the thought of not being understood and that " Read more