Elio “Dust” Santorini

Hey, I’m Elio “Dust” Santorini — part poet, part pickle, part spiritual dropout with a gut full of wild bacteria and a brain that never quite shuts up. I write like a monk who found wine and sarcasm, then decided to stay for the fermentation. After years of living in a body that felt like a cosmic prank — chronic illness, mystery rashes, and a gut that acted like a moody jazz drummer — I stopped running and started listening. Turns out, the weirdest healing comes when you stop trying to fix everything and start fermenting what’s already there. These days, I split my time between fermenting vegetables, talking to my kefir grains like they're old friends, and writing about the absurd beauty of healing, pain, mindfulness, and microbes. I believe gut health is spiritual work, that humor is medicine, and that farts are just your bacteria trying to communicate. If any of that makes sense to you, you’re in the right place. Pull up a chair, grab something funky, and let’s dive into the mess together.