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War-Paint
Posted on December 15, 2016 Leave a Comment
Stained flags drawn on her eyes. Red blood-painted smears on her lips. White gun-powder smokes on her face. She fixes her skirt, picks up her loaded briefcase. She is a Woman.
Mural
Posted on December 15, 2016 Leave a Comment
My sins are written like poetic verses on my soul. Black ink. Paper spirit. My mural of existence. My soulprint on this wicked, beautiful earth.
Summer Solstice
Posted on December 15, 2016 Leave a Comment
She’s the sun. My arms wrapped around her like the outstretched universe. She gives me light + burns me at the same time. Her kisses like drops of fire rain on my lips + neck. I watch the sunset. First comes the beauty, then comes the darkness.
Tough Guys
Posted on May 2, 2016 Leave a Comment
Be strong. Don’t cry. Let the tears pour down the inside of your body and ravage your soul, until it’s rotten wood Be strong. Don’t cry. Let the back of your eyes break like two pipes. Tears flow down the inside. We’re tough guys. We’re tough guys. Drink and just replenish your supply.
Cold Spring
Posted on March 29, 2016 Leave a Comment
It’s a cold spring without you. * It’s a cold spring without your warm solace. * Winter did not turn to spring without you. * Your absence cast a cold shadow over spring. * It was in the spring that you left me and brought winter back. It never left. You left a white frost […]
Actor
Posted on June 1, 2015 Leave a Comment
The spotlight shines on you, like a white moon. The light falls upon you, encircling you, like a flock of countless white doves. There is solitude in the spotlight, as each dove glimmers, those reflective bricks, walls of mirrors. The doves rest in your reflection and you are at peace in their wings. Your last […]
The Gray Curtain Over Life’s Window
Posted on June 1, 2015 Leave a Comment
Original post written on February 24, 2015 Words cannot express the extent of my sadness over my uncle Arash Ostadmohammad’s death. I remember being a kid and listening to various different kinds of music and I remember how he always directed me towards classical rock and roll, sometimes we would listen to my Guns N’ […]
Heart’s Night
Posted on July 29, 2013 Leave a Comment
I will never shed my last tear. I will let it pour down under the surface of my face where it will grow and spread its wings from ear to ear it will drip down, continue to expand its wings, and drop like a giant liquid curtain that will separate my heart from the world.
Lock & Look
Posted on July 29, 2013 Leave a Comment
Your book has been closed, but in my eyes your story will live. You possess me, having read so much my pupils have become as black as the ink, which made the words of your existence. My pupils have become nothing, but two words which signify your birth: you first and last name. Your book […]
The Place
Posted on July 29, 2013 Leave a Comment
My eyes are two candles…lit, melting into waxy tears, dripping down my face, burning my skin and boiling the moisture in my pores. My eyes are two candles… lit, their waxy tears raging down the sides of my nose, trickling into the corners of my lips, slowly rolling inside my mouth. My eyes are two […]