Chained to Hardcore by Aldo Quagliotti

What on hertz
am I supposed to believe?
that electromagnetic waves
are not good for surfing?
that fist-bumping is cool
when you’re cracking down in lies
no hugs are allowed
and love is banned from the streets
public safety, it makes sense
so let’s dance
uninterruptedly in hypothermia
with glances of icy tunes
the tunz tunz of barely an ounce of fat
I’m chained to the hardcore
side of poetry
I love shredding skin
the same way I change my pad with wings
I keep the pinions, a throw the rest away 
Poetry is nothing but desquamation, innit?


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Aldo Quagliotti is an Italian poet living in London, UK. 
He's the author of Japanese Tosa (London Poetry Books) and Confessions Of A Pregnant Man (Alien Buddha Press). 
His poems have been rewarded in Italy, Brazil, USA, Canada, Ireland and in the United Kingdom. He has been selected for important anthologies such as Paper therapy, Yawp!, The Essential anthology, Murmurations, Poetical Word, Poetry in the Time of Coronavirus. Several webzines and magazines have published his work, such as INNSÆI, U-rights, Credo espoir, Parouisia , Poetica Review and many more. In October 2020 He Has been chosen to represent the Poetry Corner at the London Chelsea + Kesington Art Week.  He's a Gay activist and a fervid supporter of BLM movement and women rights. 
With a diploma at London College of Media and Publishing in music criticism, He also collaborates with music webzines like Peek-a-boo and Gigsoup, and offers genuine feedback to emerging authors/ musicians on his personal blog Quaquaversal. https://quaquaversalweb.wordpress.com/ 
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