Let me not
she knew how to like a guy
who didn’t like her back
and that is how she had spent
her last years
she fell for arrogant and bold
overthinkers and intellectuals
handsome and…
AUTHOR:
OKSANA LEBEDIVNA
The warming cold (collaborative writing with Marie Sevs)
(by Oksana Lebedivna)
a curly Armenian
a curly poetess
with lips of a rosehip
with face like snow
on the skin of a mountain
~
long time ago
a mountain river
eroded your straight hair
like banks…
An abandoned secret
life is life
it comes as it goes
there’s nothing to regret
though she gets her shoes clean from snow
she gets back to it
so that she gets her shoes clean…
„Us“ in terms of „Them“
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…
Up and down
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…
A creator
my body is a coconut
left in open water
somewhere between
New York and the Taj Mahal
winds treat it as well as
creators treat their creations
but listen listen to me
they…
Never white
This is Anna. She writes. Her writings is something that touches you both emotionally and intellectually.
Her hair. Her hair is a specific environment she stays in, a sort of…
A room of her own
a room that alienates her
by being limited to female voices
the room that pulls her towards meanwhile
a space where she has found him
and where she has lost him
a place…
Two stories of one name
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…