When it’s my turn to sleep, I dream of a wolf. It follows me around the rooms of the house. I have no idea what it wants with me, nor who is hiding beneath that fur. I wake up with my heart beating in its ribcage; it’s weird, it seems almost like it intends to take flight as if it were a hummingbird. And unfortunately, it’s a heart instead.
Valentina Mira
VALENTINA MIRA has a degree in Law. She worked as a rider, in a call center, and as a waitress while writing for various newspapers and websites, including manifesto and Corriere della Sera. Between 2017 and 2018 she curated the culture page of Romanista. X is her first book.
