čhines laveha e dukh ačhel

Oct 30, 2014 by

“a wound from a word remains” For my family, words were everything. Not the stale stamped written word, but the...

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Fall

Oct 21, 2014 by

I carry my ancestors bones on my tongue. Chipped and broken they clatter against my teeth, leaves in the wind of my speaking....

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My Father’s Eyes / mro d...

Oct 17, 2014 by

“You have your father’s eyes,” they told me, scowling, as though I had come in the night and stolen them from him...

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Remembering / pametlivo

Oct 10, 2014 by

I remember the first time I spoke out, the word “Holocaust” stumbling from my lips and falling heavily on the table in...

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O Lajošis baro partizanos / La...

Oct 7, 2014 by

O Lajošis sas ciknoro. Sas baro mariben u phenďa kija peste: „Džava kijo partizana, chudava puška, murdarava paru Ňemcen u avava pale...

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