by Olga Brajnović | Feb 1, 2024 | Love, Poetry
I’m dying to meet youforbidden dawnwhile I crawldodging the scythe I’m dying to caress youlight of my lifeand see you open your new eyesWhile mine are closing I’m dying to kiss your foreheadcreature of my insides,and sing you a lullabyto silence the...
by Olga Brajnović | May 19, 2023 | fiction, Journalism
Jonas was exhausted. He hadn’t slept all night or for the past three nights. Last Monday, an intense day of bombings destroyed his shelter… and his nerves. No roof over his head, no food, and no electricity meant no way to communicate with his family and...
by Olga Brajnović | Apr 12, 2023 | fiction
“They told us it was a strategic military target. The drone did its job bombing the buildings of the explosives factory with surgical precision. We are now going to eliminate any possible resistance, taking prisoners if they are survivors”, explained the commandant to...
by Olga Brajnović | Apr 1, 2023 | Family, fiction, Love
Where are you? Don’t you get that I can´t even breath without you? I feel soguilty in a comfortable, quiet classroom, listening to a teacher talk aboutsomething I don’t care about! What is the teacher talking about? Something about philosophy. At least, that is what I...
by Olga Brajnović | Mar 8, 2022 | commitment, fiction
Here I’m alone, waiting for a bus under the bridge in the outskirts of Kyiv with the columns painted with the colors of our flag. Oleg took the picture when he was coming to meet me. It was Friday, 18th February 2022. We were going to Mariinsky Park to walk and...
