Can’t lose my eyes. Can’t sleep. Tar black, long, sharp claws digging into the soft fabric of my brain, tearing…
A few weeks ago, my family and I set off to see the Geghard monastery which is about a 40…
Traditions describe a nation’s personality, mood, and quality of life. They shape the mentality and might be very immoral. One…
A little girl sauntering down the street Met a little boy from the other side of the road And…
Down the ticking clock Observed by many eyes Numerous bodies down the 12 stars Washed by the hours of…
A transformation from prose to a poem, just like from ignorance to realization My body doesn’t belong to me… It…