Love Belonged to the Seconds
She felt the night was happy under the spell of a rite. The wish of a random fate had gathered them under the gold goddess statues....
Rrugëtimi i një puthje. Truri dhe misteri i një puthje.
Nga Dr. Fatjona R. Lubonja Ed.D “Një puthje” është përshkruar në mënyrën më romantike nga regjizori i shquar Italian, Giuseppe Tornatore...
The moon liked them the most. Elixir to a less traveled place.
By Fatjona R. Lubonja The more the sun sailed toward the coast the more her thoughts echoed inside her head. After all these years her...
The Mind's Face. The Mystery of the Brain.
How would we recognize our own face if the mirrors were never invented? That was all she thought when the lights went out and the dark...
A Point of View: The World of Dyslexia
The city loved to flirt with the night, letting her go slowly. Nothing was in the rush, even the sunrise. The cable stones would reflect...
Bird's Eye Vision
The Brain While Looking at the Rain. That day she saw the rain as she had never seen before. For years she had seen the rain falling flat...
Freckled Moments
Her thoughts were freckled every time she visited that city. It began with the heat of the day that tired even the dust around and it...
Angel's V Day
Love was older that the cobble stones paved in that city. He felt that by endlessly looking at her walking delicately as if she was...
Multilingual Seduction
The Aesthetic of Language.She served languages for dinner, mixing up with a cocktail of sounds and words. Evenings with friends wasn’t...
The Phonetic of "Love"
Understanding Aphasia. Love / ‘l∨∧/ “Love” was the word he didn’t say. It was left behind with other residues of young age genuine...
