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The Literary Groong - 06/08/2013

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	By Ani Boghossian

	I prayed
	The rounded hills
	Were bare
	And breathed of warmth and sorrow
	Was licking, humming, weeping on the soil
	Deo tentatur, Deus enim intentator malorum est
	I discharged my soul and stroked its surface
	The hills were smoothed of trees
	I searched my pockets
	For the mustard seed
	God promised rain, God promised mud and growth
	Then someone kissed and licked my soul, anointing it with myrrh

	I could not find
	My mustard seed.

 2013 Ani Boghossian

Ani Boghossian was born in Echmiadzin back in cold, dark 1989. She
still lives in Echmiadzin, yet went to school in Yerevan ("Aghasi
Ayvazyan" Varjaran). She studied International Relations at Yerevan
State University and currently works at the Armenian Assembly of
America and also at the Foundation of Preservation of Wildlife and
Cultural Assets. Ani translated David Phillips' book "Unsilencing the
Past" into Armenian. She maintains a blog:
She writes in English and in Armenian and draws and paints as well.

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