Silent river

  A silent river floats beneath your dream Of an untold humid truth That sometimes Makes my veins stiff A hushed drift of your breath

Read More »

The shadows

Shadows of hidden shapes, Unlike the colors We know in our Eyes, Dwelling In the layers of many Minds. They survive On the resources of

Read More »

My hands & your eyes

Look, my hands have aged The very hands that with me travelled near and far To  high and low points in life The hands that

Read More »


Pages Source: MAHA Iranian gay & lesbian electronic magazine

Read More »