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It’s not that doll!

Once I made a beautiful doll. The most beautiful. In fact, doll-installation. I wanted to give it to a friend. One of my sons said that I couldn’t give it to her, because she will break it. I did not…

Star

At each of our coffees she comes prepared, scented with its mysterious waves of silence, irony and misery. Clothed in the majesty of her smile, she throws sparks on me with her sights. Like some queen who wears her throne…

Zvjezdana

Na svaku našu kavu dođe pripremljena, namirisana svojim tajnovitim valovima tišine, ironije i bijede. Odjevena u veličanstvo svojeg osmijeha, baca varnice po meni svojim pogledima. Kao kakva kraljica koja tron svoj nosi u  pokretima ; nježna i okrutna, širi svoje…

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