by Olga Brajnović | Jan 20, 2024 | our life, Poetry
There is no light in my glancenor silence in my intimacy.The hours screamfrom the silent clocksof infallible digitsthat enslave the daysand prolong the nightsof open eyes.And I can notunleash my ragebecause I’m surroundedof unwanted witnesses.The muffled howlin...
by Olga Brajnović | Oct 19, 2022 | photography, Poetry
When the soul cries and the steps hesitate under the dull weight of mere existence, I stumble upon something beautiful that hides in the most unexpected corner. A melody, a burst of color, a gentle breeze a friendly smile. They know how to jump the barrier of tears...
by Olga Brajnović | Apr 21, 2022 | challenges, Family, fiction
Maja arrived home sad and tired. Tom was worried. They just had buried her dad, and she was devastated. She had always been daddy’s girl. The one who followed his profession as a journalist, the one who always was drinking from his advice and making him...
by Olga Brajnović | Nov 11, 2021 | our life
My friend Angela died yesterday morning while I was alone with her holding her hand. She passed away peacefully, in silence. She had had a stroke a week ago, she was 100 years old. It was her time. She doesn’t suffer anymore. I believe she is in a better place....
by Olga Brajnović | Mar 9, 2021 | challenges, Family, Memories
My mom had just died. I was feeling a deep emptiness in my soul. I had managed to appear calm and strong at the hospital, and after that, greeting friends at the funeral home, the church, and the cemetery. My sisters had cried her loss, but tears didn’t come to...
