Victorious By Emma Kirakosyan on November 14, 2018 Oh, child,Did you thinkThat all your crying,All the painThat stopped your smilingCame to passWithout My guiding? Did you think,For just a moment,That your wounds haveScarred your beautyAnd left a mark upon the wayThat I see your precious face? Did you thinkI carved the starsIn My palms and …

„Us“ in terms of „Them“ By Oksana Lebedivna on November 19, 2018 She believes there is a difference between what goes on the outside and what goes inside.  ‘Them’ towards ‘Us’ (*by the way, a poem below has it’s original author): That’s not the conflict That’s stealing the languages Cultures Territories of other countries That’s not a conflict. That’s stealing futures Pasts …

Up and down By Oksana Lebedivna on November 18, 2018 she has been getting same steps not leaving her spot from day to day from year to year she has been crippled and speechless unable to put words to their boxes so many times did she use to think of jumping out of a window they threw her into so happy would she be if they hadn’t filled her up with fear and deprivation of family stories so lucky …

Unerasable By Anna Grigoryan on November 13, 2018 I come from a snoring bedroom, Chocked by the odor of the half-dead bodies.   I come from the silhouette-like holes of the wall. From a blue on my forehead, And from the red of the number four.   I come from “he has gone,” and “come …

Uncanny By Anna Grigoryan on November 15, 2018 An immigrant, a refugee, a stranger. I’ve seen you from when I couldn’t yet name you. Out of the familiar, and you tidy up your face as if feeling the touch of my surprised, hateful eyes. The transformation of the figure is on the process; too late …

Two stories of one name By Oksana Lebedivna on November 12, 2018 story #1. English this is a story about my Dad, not about my name. to add, this could be a story about my Mom and her choice but not about my name. for naming is not spiritual. instead, it reflects the level of parents’ …