The warming cold (collaborative writing with Oksana Lebedniva) By Oksana Lebedivna on November 25, 2018 (by Oksana Lebedivna)a curly Armeniana curly poetesswith lips of a rosehipwith face like snowon the…
An abandoned secret By Oksana Lebedivna on November 20, 2018 life is lifeit comes as it goesthere’s nothing to regret though she gets her shoes clean from snowshe gets back to itso that she gets her…
„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…
A creator By Oksana Lebedivna on November 18, 2018 my body is a coconutleft in open watersomewhere betweenNew York and the Taj Mahalwinds treat it as well ascreators treat their…
Up and down By Oksana Lebedivna on November 18, 2018 she has been getting same steps not leaving her spotfrom day to day from year to yearshe has been crippled and speechlessunable to put words to their boxesso many times did she use…
Never white By Oksana Lebedivna on November 16, 2018 This is Anna. She writes. Her writings is something that touches you both emotionally and intellectually.Her hair. Her hair is a…
A room of her own By Oksana Lebedivna on November 16, 2018 a room that alienates herby being limited to female voicesthe room that pulls her towards meanwhilea space where she has found himand where she has lost hima…
Two stories of one name By Oksana Lebedivna on November 12, 2018 story #1. Englishthis is a story about my Dad, not about my name. to add, this could be a…
Let me not By Oksana Lebedivna on November 14, 2018 she knew how to like a guywho didn’t like her backand that is how she had spenther last yearsshe fell for arrogant and boldoverthinkers and intellectualshandsome and generousone who loved childrenmostly for brunettesfor one who resembledher fathernofor a few guys as for…