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Continue reading →: Returning from HermesSo, what is it that you want?Can you give your every drop of blood?Or, suffice with tears?Or, maybe sing a lullaby!“T’was thousand years ago,T’was in Neverland.A tree well built slept as a log.For a thousand more long.” They said, “Move out of the way.The men are on the chairs.And you,…
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Continue reading →: To My Sisters and Mothers of IranI Pain is a great motivation Her body aches in exhaustion Her holy parts are burning with shame. Her mind racing from corner to corner Of the room of her mind. Claustrophobic as if death Creeping close to her heart. II Animals surrounding her Shouting as if Teaching her lessons…
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Continue reading →: HomecomingI I see the man on the ledgeWalking down the path Rather crawling in fatigue,Smile on his face,Smirking at me, mocking me,The night creeps on himCovers him from all sidesDrives him crazy. II I see the man everydayWalking down the pathRather crawling in fatigue,Returns home every night.To his pregnant wife,To…
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