Bosnian Pot Stew
There are times when I do not know what to cook (and cook one must). I overturn inwardly, my bowels, and I'm deaf to their ideas. I take " disheveled scrap-scratch pad" - a home cookbook (Food network does…
To a Friend
Everybody should have a friend. At least one. Someone for themselves. With whom one can be silent and hunt snowflakes. With whom one becomes and ends. Who can be found within oneself and in whom one is found. Someone who…
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…
Saramago
In the last few months, I have been intensively socializing with Jose Saramago. I bring his manuscripts to bed, have lunch with him, breakfast as well. Pictures he composes into sentences have the effect as if he is cutting my…