walking in Rome male cicadas foretell the sun the distance of rain as we walk through Rome on the 25th of July: the history of Empire i touch the breath of fire inside my mouth birds peck at dormant words under my steps roads lead into alibis for an idea of time when tutte strada vanno a Roma lady Cicadas, on the other hand, treasure silence around the marbled stories of Villa Burghese Sophie walks beside me painting the air longing dreams the world conforms a canvas her voice a ripe fruit that floats on the Roman landscape from the hills of Villa Medici the city spreads like the wings of an eagle of light constantly diffusing ...