ARMENIAN POETRY PROJECT

breasts like green pears hard against your tongue wind rustling the leaves This poem has appeared in  Birthmark: A bilingual anthology ...

I want to tell you about all the tea I have been drinking lately—it is good with cream and honey. You will say I am spoiled, yet you kno...

Flowers in my ears blooming, blooming so I can't hear a damn thing. I pluck them out as fast as I can but they come so fast and soft I d...