Poetry
False home There was something peculiar in the way you talk my eyes blinded me, distanced me from the truth which laid there so innocent in its own dread. For the moment, I swear, we were infinitive. White roses on my window...
Read Moreby Valentina Popic | Feb 18, 2023 | Writing | 0 |
False home There was something peculiar in the way you talk my eyes blinded me, distanced me from the truth which laid there so innocent in its own dread. For the moment, I swear, we were infinitive. White roses on my window...
Read MoreWe are a team of 24 students trying to find out who we are or who we would like to be. We are trying to understand what is happening around us and figure out what the world has to offer us. On this page, we want to share with you what catches our eye and also try to open your eyes to see this world from another perspective.
Nage babe are Jaka Jeram and Florjan Skaza, former students of Slovenj Gradec High School.