Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Gird

Leaves are breathless like
Winter clothes in the sun
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Coffee shop

She sits like Persian cat
In James Bond.
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TV

I hate food when is chewed
By else-one, fed to me
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Kill

Kill, is the word I am the most familiar with
Used as a joke, between parent-child
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McDonald’s

She fights with knife and fork
As if life in Moncton.
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Post-Soviet

Gala is Russian girl, in mid-age
We had met, we had talked, but this time
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Scientists

Hey dear scientists
Let us think of something
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Please judge

I live in small room
My kitchen, living room and bedroom
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Persian prince

“Years ago…” I am told:
“A prince, arrested, was turned to, a slave…”
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Head bobbing

Have you seen head-bobbing in the cars?
Music loud enough
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