Mario Castelli
I recall making up stories like others made up games. Writing kicked in so I might cope with life to get through my struggles. As I wrote, these characters and vibes sparked something in me--something bigger than myself. Marching around with a label society branded me with the "rarity," all was confusing until I knew I could use my struggles to give a voice to those who genuinely need one.
Let's take a journey together, are you ready?
The Story Of How Anxiety Consumed Me
I wrote this poem as an allegorical expression of how anxiety cripples its victims. It’s my explanation of the “little butterfly,” the embodiment of...
This Photographer Shows That Breastfeeding Is Nothing To Hide
Breastfeeding is often stigmatized unfairly. In this photo series, a photographer uncovers the raw beauty of the natural act of mothers.
