Reflections

Faces of War

September of 1992 was coming to an end. It was gorgeous out, trees dressed up in red and yellow and the sunsets painted with streaks of orange, gray and red. And that gentle autumn breeze… […]

Reflections

War and Chocolates

It was a Saturday evening—just like any Saturday evening in Kapan, Syunik in the early 1990s. My family was talking about the war with Azerbaijan in Nagorno-Karabakh, about how the enemy army had advanced and […]