
The Story of My Armenian DP Camp Playmate
My DP playmate’s name is Anusch, and her recent story begins on November 25, 2022, with an email I received from the assistant editor of the Armenian Weekly, Ms. Leeza Arakelian. Part of the email […]
My DP playmate’s name is Anusch, and her recent story begins on November 25, 2022, with an email I received from the assistant editor of the Armenian Weekly, Ms. Leeza Arakelian. Part of the email […]
On February 19, 2020, I received an email from writer and scholar David Calonne, whose review of my 2017 novel The Naked & the Nude was published in the Armenian Weekly last summer. Calonne was […]
Losing your way in mid-life, as I did about ten years ago, is not unusual. As we reach our sixth and seventh decades, we find we may have shed the identities that we believed defined […]
When I think about it now, it’s fitting that I first met Raya near a railroad. I didn’t know it at the time, but for her, trains hold many memories. They are a symbol of […]
I put down the pen and stared at the paper for ten minutes. I checked the dictionary, revisited my mind’s wordbook. Countless minutes passed. I was still unable to find what I was looking for. […]
Idaho-based Armenian-American activist and entrepreneur Liyah Babayan, a native of Baku, has released her first book, Liminal: a refugee memoir. Based around journal entries written by her at a young age and documenting her family’s […]
There was pain in the upper eyelid and redness inside the eye. At four in the morning, I was alone in a washroom, looking deep into my eyes through a large and limpid mirror. There […]
I’ve never been to the famous Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade in New York City, but the closest I’ve felt to it was in the courtyard of a house in Stepanakert. Even though I wasn’t on […]
On a cold sunny day in Paris this past October, I leaned against a column inside the courtyard of the Invalides and watched Charles Aznavour’s funeral service. I was on crutches, and I remember thinking […]
For years, I’ve eyed my mother’s recipe cabinet longingly. Brimming with books slung together in no particular rhyme or reason, it occupies two giant floor cupboards in my parents’ kitchen. I have hoped to one […]
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