Dominic Riccitello
Words by Dominic Riccitello | Writer & Modern Poet

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Oct 30, 2020
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Sometimes I still think of you. It’s usually when the night’s chilly and nostalgia sets in. We remember moments to create bittersweet realities of past adventures which weren’t so. It wasn’t nice, it wasn’t fun, it was …
Oct 18, 2020
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Sometimes you simply don’t flow within the same constellation.
Oct 6, 2020
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I received everything I wanted when I hadn’t wanted anything. Why? Because I didn’t need anything. I was content in my space. Relying on myself. Reveling in me. Not curious of who I wanted to be. Being content is almost…
Oct 3, 2020
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my vessel

to feel at ease i bend you between sheets of meadows, fires we reap i dance in thought in memory still feel you breathe in oasis i converse with myself at night to touch and feel you right where i seemed to leave you a …
Sep 23, 2020
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sad conversations

i dance in tune to feel a sullen blue your voice feels close the void of you it’s as if we’re in thirteen dancing to songs i sung hearing you call from a corridor i spun i dance towards you yet you dance in reverse we’r…
Aug 11, 2020
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pacing hands

falling off pages beheld to rivers i talk in oasis to feel you in edges i speak to you at night a numbness i seem to hold too tight like your rope around my neck the ceiling at grasp i feel in a darkness one which feels…
Jul 29, 2020
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It’s as if nothing makes sense until you’re sad.
Jun 30, 2020
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Every day the world gets a little bit longer. The days feel a little bit somber. Nostalgia builds to understand my emotions as a child. It’s not a type of sadness. It’s bittersweet moments I cling to. It’s feelings I us…
May 28, 2020
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I wind into to wind outward. We broke each other to build forward. Some say true love hurts while some say it doesn’t. I believe everything hurts and to hurt is to gain. You build from memories, you build from past mist…
May 27, 2020
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The older I get the more I realize things I miss. Eyes, vibrations, touch, scent of memories. We take things for granted because they don’t mean anything in that specific moment. Yet moments build and meanings form, mem…