Europe has another meaning for me. Every time I mention that word, I see the Bosnian family in front of me, living far away from whatever they call h….

To have a son in wartime is the worst curse that can befall a mother, no matter what anyone says..

Every public space is like a billboard, with messages from the collective subconscious of the nation. There one can read passivity, rage indifference….

How is a woman to tell the story of her life and not stumble upon men?.

I realize that I only have words and that, from time to time, as I hold them in my arms I am less lonely..