Sunday 5 May 2024

1 Poem by Gfegory Arena

I was born with nothing

I was born with nothing
And I rather imagine I’ll die the same way.
Like my Scout handbook said.
When you go rambling leave only your


Gregory Arena is 60 and lives in Bergamo in Northern Italy. He regularly publishes short stories and poems. He published his first professional short story when he was 19.

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