“Margherita Bassi's pieces have remarkable maturity and ease; still, they remain outward-looking and manage to engage nuanced political questions while always anchoring characters in quiet, intimate exchange.”
— McCarthy Award Judges
Of dark lashes so long summer’s petals could rest their corpses on their lengths,
Of the face that launched a thousand ships.
There are glass shards in your oceans
And there is no salt in the tears from your
Blue eyes gentle.