Alessio

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

Jockfall, Sweden!

yes i do

yes! the whole project started from the experience of being my father’s main caregiver. i know it is quite ambitious but even if i don’t reach the target and give up on this specific thing, i will join and donate everything i get from this to associations working with illnesses and caregivers.

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.

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! 💫