Author Archives: Allia (A.E.) Sadeghipour
“The Girl who Melted”
My tits are melting. My armpits are melting. My eyes are melting. I’m producing more fluids than an orgy and feeling far less sexy. Do people ever truly feel sexy in an orgy? Do people ever truly feel sexy when they’re melting? sexy metal melting hashtags of heat extra savory salaciousness twisted twilights never endingContinue reading ““The Girl who Melted””
The Wicked Podcast: Episode 3: Colours (podcast)
Hey Everybody! If you got some time and an open mind, check it out! This is my third ever podcast session, so I truly hope you enjoy the listen. Colour is a powerful yet often overlooked force. In our hyperactive age, it’s easy to forget that colours have long solidified allegiance, status, brands, and tradition.Continue reading “The Wicked Podcast: Episode 3: Colours (podcast)”
Transfixed Cat
My cat turned into a person this morning. Going about doing her normal daily routines. I watched a person shit in a box in front of me. Eat from the floor. Sunbathe nude. Then turn back into my cat.
“5:33AM 1987”
It was never going to happen. It was never supposed to happen, but his eyes opened. The heart monitor flatlined as he unplugged himself. Legs weak from dystrophy, they bowed beneath the weight of him. He toppled into a wheelchair reacclimating himself to being alive again. Where was it coming from? The window was leftContinue reading ““5:33AM 1987””
Hard Reset Survival
Vaginas are Coffee and Other Feminist Pieces
Giving Birth to a God
Its interesting the adjectives we use to describe our actions or our life choices. When I first moved to Berlin, people would often say I was “brave” and “courageous” for following my dream and deciding to do what I chose to do, but what they don’t realize is the amount of fear involved because IContinue reading “Giving Birth to a God”
Translation Tuesday: “Heimat Who Lives in a Box” by A.E. Sadeghipour (Asymptote Blog)
For this week’s Translation Tuesday, inexplicable shapeshifting, bad table service, tangible numerals, and a loving friendship that defies spatial logic are on the menu in “Heimat who Lives in a Box,” written and translated from the German by A.E. Sadeghipour. In this surreal microfiction, a dinner date is marred by embarrassment and a rude (andContinue reading “Translation Tuesday: “Heimat Who Lives in a Box” by A.E. Sadeghipour (Asymptote Blog)”
I have Tribal Rage
When I was a little girlI was made fun of for being hairySo when I heard Rob Zombie’s “Super Beast,”I thought it was about me