Matthew Zanoni Muller was born in Bochum, Germany, but grew up mostly in the US. His travels have taken him to Europe, South America, and the Caribbean, but he now calls upstate New York home. You can find his work at The Legendary, Orion Headless, Spilling Ink Review, or visit him here.
The local tour guide believes in leather boots with wide toes. Sturdy soles. Protein for breakfast.
The young sailor said he would give me a modicum of love if I let him use my body as a harbor.
The ticket seller would prefer to meet the guests outside, order them shortest to tallest, take the most boisterous by the hand.
The skull-like villa lost / in a garden of dreams, / so seem the isle’s cimitero: ...
So here is the brief life / of men: what follows / went before of / that we know / nothing
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