Testo e disegni di Gianluca Costantini Pubblicato in Schizzo Presenta n.1, Centro Andrea Pazienza, Cremona
You waste the attention of your eyes, the glittering labour of your hands, and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves of which you’ll taste not a morsel;
In my eyes, indisposed In disguises no one knows Black Hole Sun
Shoot, Bill, Shoot! I’ll be your eve.
