Ghost stories from Bosnia and Herzegovina

The Winter Guest

I never minded the dead. Or at least, I told myself that as I lay in my great-grandmother’s room, the one with the old pull-out couch that was somehow the...

The Iron Harvest

I arrived in the Balkans in the early spring of 1999, though the chill in the air felt more like deep winter. Our unit was stationed at a forward operating...

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