Pitbà. Di sentieri, di segni e altre didascalie

A book that traverses the body before it even reaches the page. An irregular, feverish journey, where love, desire, loss, and memory seek not consolation but truth. Francesco Serpico writes as if walking on unstable ground: stumbling, retreating, starting over. Living, carnal matter, traversed by a language that blends lyricism and fracture, tenderness and ferocity, confession and vision. Images ignite and consume themselves like flashes: the sea, the home, the beloved body, childhood, the city, the mother, sex, the fear of staying and the fear of leaving. A map without certain coordinates: each poem is a threshold, a note left on the margins of experience, a gesture that attempts to hold onto what by nature eludes us: love, time, identity. A book that seeks intensity not balance. That does not tame pain, but listens to it. That promises not salvation, but presence. Poetry for those who accept their loss, for those who recognize fragility as a form of courage, for those who know that writing today means exposing oneself, right down to the core. A limited edition of 500 copies, hand-numbered and signed by the author.