Literary Corner

From the Shore

From my position on the shore, I saw the sea of rolling tides Filled with the incarnadine gore That seeped through a murdered seal’s hide.   The abrupt cessation of life  At the hands of […]

Literary Corner

My Yorghani

Holding a long wooden dowel in her hand A learned tradition from her former land         She batted and fluffed until it was full the cushiony and treasured pure lambswool         With heavy needle and weighty thread […]


Vanishing Act 

Remember when we believed a Stepanakert street block was too far? Mesrop Mashtots, Vazgen Sargsyan street, and so on… well, new boundaries stack those blocks, and now there are thousands, maybe millions, blocking.  My preschool […]