“Stretch out your tongue and let the words drip on the world like savage shooting muses, never, never to be forgotten, if once fallen on earth, they stand in glittery defloration.” — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“I believe in Aphrodite, I believe in insane thinkers, I believe in roaring free-spirits, I believe in full-throated poetry, I believe in feverish sex… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“There she stood, hiding; the mother without child, the voiceless woman full of anger. Her smoked nails hammered her evaporated heart snivelling in the… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“Heat in her birds of prey fingertips, smoke of gilded flowers in her aureate gorging hair.” — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“Stretch out your tongue and let the words drip on the world like savage shooting muses, never, never to be forgotten, if once fallen… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“Their raspy kisses brand our jam tart necks, their treacherous miasma clasps our herbal thighs. Motherlessly we surrender, too many fathers we have, we,… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“These hands elate my life, choke me, broil my bosom, spank me, give fire to my words, my words, mother, my heart beats in… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“They burn books now, mama.The monsters burn fucking books now, mama. They have eyes full of disappointing madness. Their tongues taste like fulvous indoctrination.… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“Now we lie here, a decapitated generation, our child-like names vanishing on tombstones, can't you see? Once there was Rock 'n' Roll, freedom of… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“The dense fog manifests ever-living gravestones, the tunes of decadence, the hearts that were doomed to dance alone. Here lies untouched beauty, a brittle… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“They can fly and they howl, they slaughter depression and headaches, they daydream like gangbanging daffodils, orchids and cherry blossoms grasping mauve toffee clouds,… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
