“Luggage-less, I walked up to the sliding doors and blinked as I felt the sudden whoosh of air against my face. When I opened them again, I was standing in front of this familiar stranger. A face and a smile that I knew from a different world,

Rooftops and Rome (Guest Read by: @michaela_loredana)

Apr 23rd, 2020 2m 51s

“ They say Rome is meant to be lived on rooftops. I think it’s meant to be lived in the in-between, the dash, the dot, dot, dot… like those moments right before you see each other across the lit piazza when the tension and anticipation is so hi

One Day in Positano (Guest Read by Meg Zacheja)

Apr 20th, 2020 3m 56s

“...and he looks like a dream”. You can find Meg on Instagram as @mzacheja.

Magnolias in Milan (Guest Read by: James Otto Allen)

Apr 15th, 2020 4m 27s

“It was spring when we met. The panna cotta colored magnolias were in full bloom in Milan and their sweet perfume seemed to come in waves, in little puffs of perfection. He paused and looked up at them for a moment, almost pink against the brig

The Romantics (Guest Read by: Julianne Farricker)

Apr 13th, 2020 5m 17s

“I have this guilty pleasure whenever I travel and it's to first guess where people are from and then why they are going where they're going, all before we've exchanged any actual words. For whatever reason, I pegged this one as an Italian goin

Wander(lust) (Guest Read by: Amy Christine)

Apr 6th, 2020 2m 8s

This is the last chapter of my debut book, Wander(lust) and essentially the “title track”. “Like the pull of gravity, like the tides, there is no other alternative and no other direction to move in except into each other. Perhaps this is what

The Long Goodbye (Guest Read by: Elissa Dell’Aera)

Mar 26th, 2020 3m 59s

“Maybe I'll be back here in fifty years from now, sitting under the sun with wrinkles and grey hair, a pocketbook full of photographs and a life lived and out of the corner of my eye, I'll be looking for a boy I once knew. I need to memorize hi

The Italians (Guest Read by: Amy Polini)

Mar 19th, 2020 2m 57s

“Then there’s that perfect red wine buzz, he’ll be ordering bottles of Brunello like the world is ending tomorrow and you have to live your entire life in one night. And the warmth of the wine spreads all the places you want his hands to be and

Airport Arrivals (Guest Read by: Joanna Collins)

Mar 12th, 2020 1m 41s

“I kissed him, which is always a bold move after you’ve been travelling for over 14 hours but seems almost obligatory at airport arrivals, if not for yourself, then to add to the romance of it all for everyone else.”You can find Joanna on Insta

One Day in Positano (Guest Read by: Sarah Lackey)

Mar 6th, 2020 3m 14s

“I'm woken from my Lambrusco-induced sleep by the sound of Lorenzo attempting to balance a tray filled with cappuccini, cream-filled brioches, and hand-squeezed spremuta from Sicilian blood oranges as he walks precariously towards me. The juice

Call Me Baby (Guest Read by: Bethany Prudente)

Mar 1st, 2020 1m 59s

“I used to hate it when my boyfriends would call me baby. Don't call me that, I'd say. Don't call me baby. Now I'm writing this four thousand miles from home, across the Atlantic Ocean where the boys don't speak my mothertongue and they say thi

Small Towns and Big Dreams

Feb 28th, 2020 4m 14s

“We met in high school in small town America, you playing the perfect role of foreign exchange student and I, just one of the many girls that fell for you and your dark hair that would fall over your eyes in calculus, you and your leather jacke

Mulberries in Sicily (Guest Read by Kelly Leonardini)

Feb 2nd, 2020 2m 20s

“I had never eaten a mulberry before that steamy afternoon at the market in Catania. I had to look up the English translation afterwards, I didn’t even know what a mulberry was. A fictional thing perhaps, a figment of nursery rhymes and stories

Rooftops and Rome (Guest Read by Flavia Brunetti)

Dec 16th, 2019 2m 6s

“It was sometime in summer, let’s call it a midsummer’s night and Rome was suffocating with the kind of heat that emanates from the city, from every single cobblestone and ruin, after a long, hot day of pure sunshine. It’s that season when ever

A Sunday Kind of Love

Nov 26th, 2019 1m 32s

“I want a Sunday kind of love. When Saturday night’s perfectly applied makeup is smeared on one of those throwaway wipes and my hair is a mess and we guiltlessly spend all morning in sweatpants in bed. I’ll wear your college T-shirt with the f

Rain

Nov 18th, 2019 2m 59s

“The pitter patter of the drops like a heartbeat and I suddenly remember how fast mine was as you kissed me in a downpour and the sky opened up around us. It takes me back to simpler moments that I took for granted- running with you, tucked int

Beginnings and Endings

Nov 10th, 2019 4m 36s

“I couldn’t believe the summer was ending. Just a few weeks ago, I remember holding my passport and a dog-eared dictionary in my hand as I waited impatiently for my backpack. It was easy to spot, covered in patches that I’d hand-sewed from ever

A Love Letter to Italy

Nov 4th, 2019 5m 28s

“That summer, I was in awe of you. You made me marvel before I knew the word. You were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Wide-eyed, I took to your cobblestone streets, negotiating the path of Gods and lesser gods in high-heels and dodgi

The Long Goodbye

Nov 4th, 2019 3m 59s

“It was that moment that every lover dreads, the end of summer. The coloured umbrellas and lettini were being rinsed of the salt, sun, and sea that had plummeted them over the last three months. I watched as they were folded one by one and care

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