I want to talk to you
My very old friends know about my mother’s death: how it happened, how I handled it, because I owed (and still do owe) her an apology....
I want to talk to you
I do not know where to direct anger
8 years ago
11 broken doors
A war for our future…
Children of War
Bake korovais!
Lullaby for the enemy
Not to forget
A few thoughts for my own…
New thoughts in my head every day
Even on the floor I dream of our victory
There is no people out of politics
Don’t be shy to borrow
I have to get something off my chest…
I don’t like witch-hunting…
Open letter
Today is a turning point
Why aren’t we nervous? Reflections of Amateurs
We will resist