It felt like my feet were walking on their own. My inner map brought me here.
The map of my heart. Tears rolling down my face in front of the door of Scuola degli Albanesi of Venice established in 1442 …
Author: teuta
Mother to Hana and Rhea. Translator, teacher, storyteller, and poet. From Prizren, Kosovo, now based in London.
Our silent tongue
June 1989, Zagreb — I was riding on a tram with my father. We were sitting in silence, and I can to this day see his smiling eyes with sunny rays around them, his head held high.
We decided not …
Letter to Serbia
Dear Serbia,
What have you done to Ukshin Hoti?
Where is his final resting place? What did you do to his body?
Do you remember his eyes of an ancient philosopher and his aquiline nose?
What did he say …