Tamara Stamenkovic
  • You cannot lose something you never owned

    House without visitors, life without notice, invisible among delusions and slaps, silently sobs behind its walls, even though they crush and suffocate me. Bottle floating in muddy water, without a letter, without a signature, there’s no one to receive it. That house is a skeleton, that house is me. Even the skeleton has a soul.…

  • The complexity

    The most important thing is to understand that people are too complexed, small and miserable and that, versus those who don’t have an inferiority complex, they fall into shadow and oblivion. So, before you burst into tears, consider your worth and compare yourself to those same people. If you’re like those complex miniature brains, you…

  • You look beautifully lost

    You look beautifully lost, with headphones in your ears and hands in your pockets, so nothing disturbs you. Restless hair, eyes closed as you look at the world, the one in you, the one forbidden to the one outside. Without a smartphone that certainly won’t make you smarter, the mute off on the phone, you…

  • What’s (not) possible

    Your love, too, has become foreign language for me that I like to listen to, but I don’t understand it. Of your favorite music, which was at dusty closet, I remember how you could barely find those records, a replacement for the peace you sought. I barely found you crossing dusty roads and encountering unexpected…

  • Ghosts don’t always come in the human form

    Do you know the feeling of coldness and death on your neck that sneaks up on you surprisingly, always behind you, one anxiety closer to you? The feeling when your skin shiver for a moment or two. You can feel it, even now, always whispering and lurking. But, when it comes, it grabs you by…

  • Always in the center of attention, dedicated to herself

    They compare you to a caricature. To a harlot who wears the darkness like a lace that’s hidden under a dress. They can’t stand you or understand you. The ones to which your appearance is too much. Seductive and proud. True to yourself. Always in the center of attention. Never giving it to anyone. Irresistible…

  • We are friends, you say

    We are friends, you say, as I lean my head on your shoulder and you hug me stronger. If I ever try to come closer to you, I know you won’t turn me down, because friends don’t do that, right? But maybe I’ll start wanting more, wanting more from you. It’s funny, we both know…