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As a child, you hate sticking out the way you do: weird house, weird family, weird language. But your father calls you a princess, claims his uncle had sworn to royal blood even on his dying day. Regardless of …
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50, Essay by Naseem Jamnia
I.
As a child, you hate sticking out the way you do: weird house, weird family, weird language. But your father calls you a princess, claims his uncle had sworn to royal blood even on his dying day. Regardless of …
I’ve watched someone who needed air
pitch a loose fist through her own window.
It was the second time I watched her die.
My mouth is a window open.
I hang heavy toile curtains—a scene
of a …
50, Art by Parisa Karami
50, Art by Pegah Pasalar
My childhood was marked by documentations of a lot of firsts. My family, sharing my aunt’s lone mini-DV camcorder among their whole big group, has decided what the pivotal moments to be captured for me were. I have often asked …
50, Art by Azin Seraj
Whisper My Name (2009)
Embracing the element of chance and offering symbolic interpretation, this video is a visual diary of an artist’s journey back to her childhood school in Dehkadeh, Iran. The empty rooms and their decayed elements resonate with …
50, Poetry by Leila Seyedzadeh
The sky is not blue in all places
There are mountains, there are trees
There are no mountains, there are trees
Yet the sky here is higher
The shadows follow me
The outlines around the objects
My imagination of the …