by Olga Brajnović | Jun 14, 2013 | commitment, daily prompt, our life
“…He is about my age. His eyes are cold when he looks at me and barks me orders. But sometimes I can see he is tired and sometimes even scared. Who knows what happened to him to make him take the weapons and hit the mountains. Who knows why he is so harsh....
by Olga Brajnović | Jun 1, 2013 | Uncategorized
It was a treasure my father kept with a lot of care. Always at hand, always safe. A box. A simple little brown sealed box looking very old and cheap. But inside it was the worthiest treasure we have at home. Soil. Soil from our homeland. Dad didn’t talk too much...
