George Djuric

Herman Ehrenberg (1816 – October 9, 1866) is the namesake of Ehrenberg, Arizona. A native of Germany, Ehrenberg joined the military volunteer unit the New Or...

Let’s face it, we love this materialism we’re wrapped up into: the word has given ‘imitation’ a new meaning, allowing it to acquire additional shades of fat,...

Twenty or so years later it still matters, stands there like a mesmerizing scarecrow on the autobahn. I take over in Slovenia after Šentilj, weather is clear...

This flight attendant is getting nervous, she rushes our last goodbyes. ‘We patiently wait for your malfunctioning engine to be replaced with a hopefully goo...

Robin:  “Maybe if we attack it, it will get confused, and make a mistake!” (pause) Arthur:  “Like what?” (longer pause) Monty Python and the Holy Grail One m...

Interviewer: Where is the best writing in the world being done now? George Steiner: Eastern Europe and Latin America, I think, almost without doubt. Great wr...

Ich werde euch die Richtung zeigen Nach Afrika kommt Santa Claus und vor Paris steht Micky Maus Rammstein - Amerika Thomas Hobbes in the dedication of his wo...

It is no more according to Plato than according to me, since he and I understand and see it the same way. The bees plunder the flowers here and there, but af...

On sober reflection, I find few reasons for publishing my Italian version of an obscure, neo-Gothic French version of a seventeenth-century Latin edition of ...

Oh Sinnerman, where you gonna run to? Sinnerman, where you gonna run to? Where you gonna run to? All along dem day Nina Simone – Sinnerman This past April I ...

This story was originally published in Litro Magazine, and can be found here. The house on Etiwanda never gets finished past the structure itself: no walls w...

"If you can remember the 60s, you weren’t there." If you can remember the 60s, you weren’t there. For someone at the wagging tail of baby boomers, I sure mis...

This story was originally published in Empty Mirror, which can be found here. Literature is a morgue: I go there to identify my friends. One of them evaporat...

This story was originally published in Busk Journal, which can be found here. Insides Spilling Out Driven to the margin of error Driven to the edge of contro...

This story was originally published at IthacaLit, which can be found here. Honestly, I could care less about Robert Musil, one of my favorite writers. There ...

This story was originally published in Inlandia Journal, which can be found here. Le Bapteme de Solitude Herman Ehrenberg (1816 – October 9, 1866) is the nam...