Branka Barbic \ death \ dream \ neil sperling \ paperclips \ poem

The Paperclips

by Branka Babić Recently I have had a very interesting dream. It was a journey over my life from such an unexpected perspective. The first few scenes were from the stage of my childhood. I was curious, naughty, tsunamic, disobedient, and my parents were strict, over-employed, and impatient. Wrathful words, kicks, and a different ways [...]