“The pitch-dark weather, the black policemen, the black dog, the black mouth of the sawyer, the black cells, Communism blacker than darkness itself, which strives to spread far and wide across the globe, the black father; I, black…” / The sorrowful testimony of the former political prisoner
By Shkëlqim Abazi Part forty-two Memorie.al / I were born on 12. 23. 1951, in the black month, of the...
