Screw
A screw, a defective one, that’s what I am. Pay attention! I’m not a nail. Nails are flat head with no character I say. They
A screw, a defective one, that’s what I am. Pay attention! I’m not a nail. Nails are flat head with no character I say. They
These photos, like the group that was posted here in April [see: Memories of an American boy], were taken by my father Charles Schroeder during
EXCERPT from “Travels Through Northern Persia: 1770-1774” by Samuel Gottlieb Gmelin, translated by Willem, M Floor (2007, Mage Publishers). Publisher's Note: In 1770 the young
This is the revised version of my Poem, “Ah, Los Angeles” first published in “Daftar-haye Shanbeh” No. 2, 1994 and then in English in Muddy
The earthquake drunkenly rolled into town. A town that, seen from above, was the greenest line holding onto the hill's shadow to guard the olive
The Sun rises because we will her to rise. Her rays are made beautiful by our eyes. In the microcosm, perception forges our reality: We
After the debacle with Judith Miller, it seems as if the New York Times is a little bit more careful about publishing articles by journalists
>>>Above in English Majid Naficy's books include Muddy Shoes; Father and Son and Modernism and Ideology in Persian Literature. He lives in Los Angeles.