Nassy Fesharaki Poems

They could feel "Something's wrong."
All people, even towns: "Something's wrong."

Searched and searched
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Murders in Edmonton

I'm Phu Lam
Vietnam my homeland
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They were twins
Both of them seventeen
Such naming their culture
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Backbiting

I dance, sing
I'm proud as dervish
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Niagara's Yulia

Hey woman I followed you to Niagara
Media says you kidnapped your children; "A criminal! "
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My sister Emily

We have heard
We have heard, Dickinson
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Love still,30 years ago

Christina you do not recall that terrible day but...But grandma told you all about it till...She told you until she died and added to your trauma. But not I...I have never shared my pain. I never told anyone that I hit my head against the wall.
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Let us rebel

Let us be one; find history
When forked eye casually
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Deeply I as childhood
Rather to, wear Giveh

As a child the best was
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He is dead; let's forget what happened
Let's stick to why, how
Let us dig in ourselves
Let us see what is wrong
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