My favourite book / წიგნი, რომელიც არასოდეს წამიკითხავს By Gvantsa Gubeladze on November 15, 2018 მწვანე ყდიანი წიგნია.თაროდან ვიღებ და ხელში ვატრიალებ.„ის არის“ – ვფიქრობ გულში და მიხარია… „ახლა მაინც…
Where I’m from| Откуда я By Mariia Koltsova on November 14, 2018 Я из старых платьев дочерей маминых подруг,Из бутылок за гаражами,Из новогодних голубых огоньков с ПугачевойИ путинских ” это…
writing / performing By Ivan Demidkin on November 14, 2018 BIO Latest Posts BIO Ivan Demidkin Latest Posts Latest posts by Ivan Demidkin (see all)but empty space that makes a…
Sirun and Her Beauty By Maryna Smahina on November 14, 2018 This is Sirun and I just met her. Her name means beautiful in Armenian. Sirun works at the hotel.…
Fever By Gayaneh Vardanyan on November 14, 2018 The wordsThe lettersBlurringSmokeThe smell of someone’s skinA mirror with a shattered edgeDirty cloths on the floorEmpty bottlesScatteredHere and there.One teardrop frozen on…
Oksana By Mariia Koltsova on November 14, 2018 Oksana, 24 years old, spent last night translating a historical book from polish to Ukrainian. BIO Latest Posts BIO Mariia KoltsovaWas born, lived,…
When a Writer is Born By Gayaneh Vardanyan on November 14, 2018 Asli was 5 years old. Kars was snowing heavily.Asli looked out of the window. Kars was frozen.Asli heard…
The Homage to the Wise By Nana Abuladze on November 14, 2018 That’s a place you can’t find on a map; a place you can’t find in the world; a…
What? When? Where? Why? By Daria Piskozub on November 14, 2018 The words ticked in Ewan’s mind. Every single one was like a beat to which his mind resonated…
The Drifter By Halil Akgündüz on November 14, 2018 ”I like noticing stupid details.” she said when we were talking about the portrait of hers.Then, she just went along and…