Balance, Harmony and Chaos
Balance, Harmony and Chaos By Marie Sevs on November 15, 2018 Do chaos and harmony exist apart from each other? Do chaos and harmony exist apart from each other?She is…
Balance, Harmony and Chaos By Marie Sevs on November 15, 2018 Do chaos and harmony exist apart from each other? Do chaos and harmony exist apart from each other?She is…
From Everywhere By Kübra Arar on November 15, 2018 (…)Hello my friend,I know. I am dead. This will be very difficult for you at first, but you will get used…
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…
Me, They, We By Gayaneh Vardanyan on November 15, 2018 Me: I’m too weak to be strong. Too strong to be weak. Tired of being in between.They: They inhale. They exhale. They…
Coming out of the Language By Nana Abuladze on November 15, 2018 I’ve read somewhere that it is the language that determines for us what to write. For this reason,…
Distorted Facts By Halil Akgündüz on November 15, 2018 A trickster is the compendium of opposites. He’s an omniscient creator, an innocent fool, a malicious destroyer, and a childlike prankster. He’s…
Nowhere By Mariia Koltsova on November 15, 2018 When you walking around the street you can hear your steps. Your shoes slowly stepping on broken road, rustle of small stones and…
Meditation By Kateryna Orlovska on November 15, 2018 Bla bla blaI take masala tea Bla bla blaI try to meditate Bla bla bla But my thoughts are so mazy What I can say in…
How I Tried to Be Calmer By Maria Muzalevskaya on November 15, 2018 I’m nervous.I hate this feeling.I want to be calm forever.But I’m nervous.Again and again. I think, I was…
What I’m Afraid To Write+Immigrating into serious writing By Marta Urushadze on November 15, 2018 My days in the camp were like a slow song. They were nice. I’m sitting…