14/06/2018
Anna Davtian

Diyarbakir – Sister

If I were the one to ask for an apology, I would not ask, I would be unable to, I would rather the ground open up and swallow me
15/05/2018
annie kurkdjian

Eros And Me

He fled from the East where he had suffered. He had been locked away in horrible basements, forced to dress in black to hide his beauty, he was loathed...
Poetry
Fiction
16/06/2016
Vahan Ishkhanyan

The Premiere

“Don’t worry. Tatevik Benyaminovna likes to relax like this after a performance.” He led me aside, and then knelt down next to Tata, took a readied syringe...

Essay
13/12/2015
Krikor Beledian

Deviation

Transl:

For this reason perhaps, the detour often resembles an unshaded passage, and never a magnificent gate, it leaves its impression on those grand entrances, introductions, promising a lovely house,...