Hi.

I’m Luca.

I’m a writer. I’m a web designer. I’m a long distance hiker.

I change my mind all the time. I’m into words, art, design, homosexuality, walking extremely far for no particular reason, and going at embodiment like it’s the only thing that matters.

I’m a writer! I published a book once, a graphic novel about recovering from an eating disorder. It’s called Ink In Water and it’s put out by New Harbinger Publications.

I have a second book on the way, this one is words only and it’s about how my friends saved my life for whole years at a time, while the novel coronavirus known as COVID-19 raged on all around us.

I am obsessed with words - here is my newsletter and my blog.

I am obsessed with design - here  are  some  websites i’ve  built.

Here is my Instagram:

I love love. Anything is possible.
A really good sign.
A lesion on my patella, Giardia, blisters, infection, foot pain and a broken finger. THE AZT TAUGHT ME A LOT. Holy shit. For now, thank fucking god I am stepping away. Also for now, thank fucking god I showed up there in the first place. The mul
It’s been transcendent and brutal. Tomorrow I go to the Grand Canyon, a place I’d never seen before today. The second I saw it from afar, I burst into tears. I can’t believe the earth is like this. I’ve had a truly awful hik
I am in a bed in Flagstaff, thinking about the Sonoran desert. The last few weeks have included some very intense and challenging hiking days - so fucking exposed that I was sure the sun would melt my skin right off. I swear I LONGED for ease. Here
I got an ocotillo tattooed on my stomach in 2020 because I was emotionally eviscerated. I got an ocotillo tattooed on my stomach in 2020 because it is the beautiful boundaries plant. hard, mostly. Hard and soft, sometimes. I got an ocotillo tatto
*pony by ginuwine plays softly in the background*
Pictures could never do it justice. There’s thick fog and ice feather crusted pine, oak and mountain laurel. There’s a golden valley in the distance. Agave, suddenly. Barrel cactus?! I didn’t see that one comin’. My knees hur

Do you have something to tell me?

You can always send me an email. I love collaboration, secrets, feelings, and accolades.