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Author: Giorgia Bertola

Giorgia Bertola is a 19-year-old Italian girl with 4 crazy siblings and two amazing parents. She’s the clumsiest person who ever lived, and she’s also a feminist with big dreams. She loves writing both in Italian and English, although she still has much to learn.

The Void in Her Heart by Giorgia Bertola

Posted on Sep 7, 2017Oct 9, 2017 by Giorgia Bertola

She always smiled in her pics She held purses with nothing inside, Wore shiny sunglasses that Covered her eyes. They saw her and they liked her. They called her, they winked at her. She giggled and walked away For she constantly looked ahead. Didn’t see her pulling her sleeves, Hiding her tears, chasing away her […]

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The Lost Swallow by Giorgia Bertola

Posted on Jul 7, 2017Sep 19, 2017 by Giorgia Bertola

She lay on the grass and it was a wonder to see She wouldn’t move, not even when they called her She must have been staring at the bright blue sky, or at its thick falling tears, or at her troubled fellows But she let no one in She wouldn’t budge, might the Deluge come […]

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In Someone’s Eyes by Giorgia Bertola

Posted on Dec 21, 2016Sep 6, 2017 by Giorgia Bertola

This story is one of the November Writing Challenge entries chosen to be a featured story.   “No.” She starts walking backwards. “Stop it.” Another step. “Don’t even try it!” The water’s now brushing only her ankles, and she feels the ruggedness of the rocks under her feet. “Clay, please I…” The words get stuck […]

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