I feel in poetry there aren't that many rules that you need to absolutely live by depending on your style of poetry.

In the end we're all searching for our home, that one place where we belong.

We have such a finite amount of hours on this planet, and there is just no excuse for living a mundane, predictable life in life.

I just don't know how to stitch words in a predictable way sometimes. It's a weird instinct I've developed.

I've written and translated my own poems from English to German. It's basically a summation of my identity as it stands now.

For me especially, I always need that literature medium.

There's a condensed softness about the Albanian people, and I've witnessed examples of their hospitality.