[Untitled] Poem
This is a poem from 24 Mar 2017, when I was 17. English below.…
This is a poem from 24 Mar 2017, when I was 17. English below.…
I realize that I carry a lot of love inside of me. Had I a child, I would give it all to her or him, overflowing them with love, care, and compassion. Nurturing them, embracing them, protecting them, playing with them. But I do not have a child. I’m…
Happy New Year! Yeah, I know, it's been exactly 3 months since the majority of the world celebrated the new year and I am finally finishing this post. However, the equinox brought along Persian New Year, Nowruz, which I celebrate a little and that presents a great opportunity…
I have nearly lost any hope that our planet will escape a climate disaster. As people say, the planet will survive, but humans may not. This planet, the only one that supports life in the entire universe that we know, is dying. We are killing it. We know.…
I've been writing since I was 11. One day, while waiting at the shopping center for my mother, I pulled out my phone and started typing short notes into my memos on my Samsung Galaxy Ace (period of the smartphone Enlightenment).* This simple act developed into a long-lasting…