Nika Turbina spent her childhood with her mother traveling throughout the Soviet Union, reading her poems. Tours, meetings with grateful poetry lovers, bohemian parties and meeting celebrities – she was a child prodigy, the youngest Soviet poetess, who amazed readers with childish sadness and piercing lines. In the late 90s, Nika was already 27: childhood ended long ago, the Soviet Union does not exist, but the main thing is that she can no longer write poetry – inspiration has not come for a long time. She still lives with her mother, is already being treated for alcoholism and is trying to understand herself – where did that “voice” of her disappear to, why does she no longer feel maternal love and can one day be happy like everyone else? Acquaintance with the cheerful and independent Ivan, who gave up a promising career as a diplomat, gives Nika hope for this happiness.