Francine Reinhardt RomanoLiquidYou permeate my existence like water; fluidly percolating all the cracks within the miles long cemented grounds of my mind.Apr 13, 20192Apr 13, 20192
Francine Reinhardt RomanoFigments of Our DisimaginationUnrested pillows, resentful of alarm clocks. Unnatural mattresses. Cold tiled floors dragging to even colder mirrors. Toothbrush…Sep 20, 2018Sep 20, 2018
Francine Reinhardt RomanoinAscent PublicationI’ve Found John Koenig(And I cried)Aug 22, 2018Aug 22, 2018
Francine Reinhardt RomanoLetter 21Have you been trying to lure me out of my platonian cave? These walls, though bleak and rough, and those shadows cast upon them are still…Jul 30, 2018Jul 30, 2018
Francine Reinhardt RomanoIn the Era of Manifesto……this would be mine, if I were to have one (thanks to Hegel).May 27, 2018May 27, 2018
Francine Reinhardt RomanoI Am a Mask TheaterIn the Commedia dell’Arte della Vita, with its tragicomical nature, I’ve recognized myself being all the masks. Without much astonishment…May 22, 20181May 22, 20181
Francine Reinhardt RomanoLullabyEyelids heavy… The lines of your forehead transcribe your strenuous day.May 17, 2018May 17, 2018