Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Sayna

Nose to nose
I see her sit with bears
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Snatching

Dig, digcheh, komajdan
All of them siblings
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Professional

Louis and mom
(With tongues holed and burned by invaders,)
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If I were carpenter

I wish I had a pen
Long-lasting and hidden
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One touch of Venus

He was a German
Migrated with bags
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Goodbye

It's simple
N word banned
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Coexist

Microphones
Discussions
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Ash

She sat wrapped in chador, worn, black
Wet sticks and branch
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J means J

I have learned to hate J
Being me, Jafari
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Ohkomipan

Like the young man found under a big flat stone
Dead; in our village, undeclared, forgotten
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