Works written by students during the Creative Writing Studies.
“You are accused of murder, Mile Lee.
When I first met Rigel, I thought
I wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off her face.
It was a bitter cold morning in the village.
She was the most hypocritical person
He showed up every morning at the same bench
He stinks of alcohol and can’t stand on his feet
October 1900. Newspaper: “Daily day by anonymous gossiper”
On Rudenko Street there lived a man named Hryhorii,
“I’d like to drink some raf with… with a weißer Schokoladensirup.
