About
I've got an MSc in Biomechanics but bones don't tell the stories I'm interested in
I'm a writer of queer and weird things - not necessarily together - currently based in Edinburgh. My words can be found on Ellipsis, ReflexFiction, Apofenie and others.
When I'm not writing you can see me managing a speciality coffee shop and forgetting things (like, a lot of things!)
~ Giulia
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Some of my recent stories
A path of balls on the shore-line
At the beach where we used to park our camper van the tide brought ashore the most disparate treasure trove of debris, from cuttlefish bones to cracked twigs of Arundo canes.
Swallowing ashes
This morning on the bus, a woman coughed and I thought about you.
BR(AVE TO)EXIT
The name is Julia but not as in the English spelling. Pretty Woman came out when I was born but it was dubbed in my country, you know?
P, P, Please shut up
Penis. Power.
Aren’t they the same, when all’s said and done? Isn’t the shaft of privilege the golden ticket for success in this WillyWonkish patriarchy?
OH HEY, FOR BEST VIEWING, YOU'LL NEED TO TURN YOUR PHONE