A storm was raging
that afternoon.
He stopped
to breathe with me.
It’s starting
to thunder.
I’m learning
to breathe on my own.
Bojana Stojcic is a teacher from Serbia, living in Germany. Her poems and flash pieces have been published or are forthcoming in Rust + Moth, Anti-Heroin Chic, Down in the Dirt, Mojave Heart Review, Dodging the Rain, The Opiate, The Stray Branch, Tuck magazine, X-R-A-Y Literary Magazine, Nightingale & Sparrow and Visual Verse. She blogs regularly at Coffee and Confessions to Go.
I won’t ‘like’ it. I’ll let others be the judge.
I just want to say it feels fabulous to be here.
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It’s a FABULOUS write, Beautiful Woman.
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Thank you, dear.
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outstanding! 🙂 but everything you write Bojana is………
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Thank you Wendi, you’re so kind to me.
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always a pleasure to read your work and I feel exactly the same way…….blessings to you and yours.
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Likewise, dear.
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🙂
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Beauty in brevity
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You know what it feels like, Megha. Less is more.
Thank you.
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Yes Indeed.
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So elegant in so few words. I love it ♥ It feels like a breath of hope when you read the last line. Bo is incredibly talented & it’s great to see her featured here!
Caz x
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Thank you, Caz. I appreciate your kind words.
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A talented addition! Bojana does not disappoint.
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You’re too good to me, Kim.
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You are irreplaceable my friend!!!
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