Like everything else our language is particular to us Outsiders cannot learn it it’s gibberish to them Yesterday I heard a woman say “This war has destroyed my life” Why do we always say “this war”? To acknowledge the wars that came before? To remember future wars? To say this war is to acknowledge that one the last one and […]
Darling, your face is turning white becoming featureless an untracked field of snow Your eyes which once burned like blue sky are flattening out memory fails us both I curse my failing memory try to catch it it disappears around a bend another another The exact timbre of your voice the gesture that moved me so the way your laughter […]
In Sarajevo I was happy there cafés theater nightlife twenty minutes to the mountains three hours to the sea a good job a cosmopolitan life but when the war started I felt unsafe so I came to Belgrade to live among my own I thought a better life no shelling here there is water electricity that works neighbors are not […]