Olja Savicevic

  SINGER IN THE NIGHT   (an excerpt)     Singer in the Night A novel by Olja Savičević Translated from the Croatian...
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Dasa Drndic

What about the eyes of American deceased people? Do the eyes of American deceased people watch? Do they see the beauty of their own departure?

Korana Serdarevic

He’s convinced that she secretly feeds on that sorrow, that she dips her fingers in it just like a child dips their fingers in a marmalade, after which she appears in front of him with her face twisted, disgusted with herself.

Spomenka Stimec

The army wanted my brother to report the next day at nine o’clock. The draft card covered up the ladies with their long skirts at the evening cabaret. France cabarets its nights away. I was born here, where a different program is in store.

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