Tag Archives: Poetry
Never Thought
I never thought I’d live this long As a queer, AIDS or God’s wrath. As a women, domestic violence, if not, domestic servitude As an Iranian-American, target for a hate crime As a ‘passing’ Iranian-American, a 9-5 life and a Mercedes would have done it Not to mention — Let’s not mention it. I just Continue reading “Never Thought”
GOT PUBLISHED!!!
GOT PUBLISHED!!! I am so honored to be a part of this amazing publication and have not stopped crying in appreciation for someone seeing, not only my work, but me. Thank you so much @Armeghan Ta. Thank you for giving me a platform where I can be myself and to be a part of thisContinue reading “GOT PUBLISHED!!!”
Vielleicht und …
Vielleicht vielenhat ein Gefuhlkeine Erklarung brauchenaber ist diese Gefuhlin aktuell wenn keineanderen hat einerVerstandnis fur diese Wort.Ein universum Verstandnis istunmoglich in dieses Gefuhlnesswelt.
They Call It Training
medically diagnosednon-organic failure to survivegood faithand “more likely than necessary.” Purposeful repeated misuse of pronouns is a form of sexual harassment buy-in from the topright to suepluralistic ignorancedelayed documents and delegation strategies.They call it mandatory training.
Sensuality of Food
We eat out of bowls hands intimately cupped around the curve giving the food a sensual body
Cognitive Overload
Every day, I wake up thinking about all the stuff I have to do that day, then part of my brain ruptures and I fall back asleep
Anger
Anger and I walked home the other day a mass of snarling teeth and the color orange snapping at passerbys absorbing them then I I yanked its umbilical cord for I had birthed it myself.
The Nerve
God is dead and so are the nerve endings in my left leg & thumb But I did have an orgasm 4 days ago.
پاسخ به عقب است.
aber vallee man nimettonam sagen und and everything is different ein anderen Anders kenn ich nicht I know not wo habe ich … xhoja esh rafti boodeh bala ja payeen? hamshesh zusammen kardeem
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