You write in order to change the world, knowing perfectly well that you probably can’t, but also knowing that literature is indispensable to the world….The world changes according to the way people see it, and if you alter, even by a millimeter, the way…people look at reality, then you can change it.
Daily Archives: August 19, 2011
by Bedros Afeyan
Poet by the window, her skin cut in two, one slice on the page printed, the other in the form of a swallow singing odes to night winds and shallow streams where naked toes dance with the toads of boredom till age itself dissolves and humor lends its tears to song for the printed skin to rub tightly around an instrument and make the saz and drum roar at every goodbye.
Sign Language – a (very inspiring, beautiful, kind) short film
Clara Zamith Photography
