Roberto Saviano in memory of Michela Murgia: “I want a door to open, now, and that you can enter the room as you return from a trip, because so I am still living you: waiting”

The writer Roberto Saviano honors her friend and connects Michela Murgiawho disappeared at 51, on the second anniversary of his death, with a moving post on Instagram: «They had assured me was a cure, the passage of time. That would have allowed me to accept not to see you anymore, to consider now inevitable not to have your answers. They had guaranteed me that, with the passing of the days, the habit of your absence would even arrive. They cheated me. There is no habit. I didn’t accept anything. I want a door to open, now, and that – damn – you can enter the room as you return from a journey, because so I am still living you: waiting. If this does not happen, Michela, if you don’t come back today, I don’t care the memory, the pages useless, they tired me the commemorations. I need the sound of your steps on the stairs, to see you, of the smell of your skin, of your voice that resonates in the garden you have enjoyed for a single day and that now has a wonderful Bigliardino that for no reason you can ignore. But if you don’t come back, Michy, today I don’t care about remembering anything. I will sketch of drops, I will remain all day in the sedated bed, and that sucks, the death that took you away. Amen”.

Just the mother of the writer (who directed and edited a special number of Vanity Fair), Costanza Marongiu, a few hours earlier from the pages of Corriere della Sera He had remembered Saviano’s bond with his daughter even if, he says, he never telephoned her. «Michela was one who managed to centralize everything. Whether he had mother, brother or anything else, he didn’t care about anyone. It was enough that she was there. She filled everyone’s voids. In Saviano he almost made as a mother, he was the only one, or one of the few, who accepted the escort. I would never have agreed to meet him with two carabinieri around ».

Michela Murgia has left the artistic legacy behind her – who will soon relive to the cinema with the adaptation of Three bowls With Elio Germano – but also human of an enlarged queer family, with those who called “the children of the soul”. One year after the death one of them, Alessandro Giammei, who edited the posthumous book Lifehe said, always at the Corriere della Sera: «It almost seems to me that there is no life before and after her. It applies to all those who have known her. ” Her husband Lorenzo Terenzimarried a month before missing in Articulo Mortis, he had told in the aftermath of the funeral to the newspaper that Michela Murgia had gone “serene, at home, at 10.50 pm on Thursday. Around her the people who loved her. Afterwards, we were overwhelmed by an avalanche of affection. It would have been happy ».