Conflict By Marta Urushadze on November 18, 2018 It’s so easy to wipe your dirty hands on someone else. I’ve tried it, it works. That’s what individuals do. That’s what countries do. Children learn to do it from young age.they break something and blame it on their younger sibling or whatever. That’s how it starts.

On Conflict and Literary Diplomacy By Hüseyin Serhat Arıkan on November 18, 2018 Conflict, a notion which is constantly studied in disciplines of Political Science and International Relations, has the utmost importance in analyzing relations between societies. I believe that only through a careful consideration of what is conflict and what kind of dynamics it

On bodies By Daria Piskozub on November 18, 2018 My body is the veil Between the web that is my mind And my heart that shouts in the distance. For every pulse that runs through my essence There is mind to weight it And heart to detonate it And for every small idea My mind

five fingers By Marta Urushadze on November 18, 2018 My days in the camp were like a slow song. They were nice. I’m sitting at a table in my cottage N11. Listening to Mitski – Two Slow Dancers. Everything makes more sense from a distance. So I need to go back to Tbilisi and look

Thickening Lines By Gayaneh Vardanyan on November 18, 2018 … When I was a kid, my grandma would tell me fairy tales and I’d believe her. Because she was my grandma. Because I wanted to believe. In her tales love would always win. She told stories of monsters and dwarfs falling in love, of cats

Blue lake By Kateryna Orlovska on November 18, 2018 Try to go into the blue lake.  The water is cold, but you can understand this cold in the way you want. Try to hook the fish by your hand. Try to feel the mountains in your shoulders. You can choose the deep or the shallow,