Gianluca John Attanasio
- Poem
Where was god?
Where were god? Where was god while your inner world was falling apart? Where was god while the events of…
- Poem
Desert
Desert… / If you’re looking for yourself / The shadows of your ancestors / Will lead you up to the…
- One Photo Story
Weird moon…
30/12/2015 Brasov Romania Gianluca John Attanasio A shining, yellow moon is high, above a curtain of fog. Away, wolves howl: angry…
- Intimacy
Darkness and light in Berlin
December is a month that makes even more fascinating and mysterious Berlin, one of the most vital, multicultural and, simultaneously,…
- One Photo Story
Ghost Morning
First dawn of a Sunday morning. All around, endless fields of wheat crop.
- One Photo Story
A mother like many others
Well, the eyes of a mother will always speak the same, pure universal language…