ساعت ۱۲ قرار بود مرخص بشه.  چند دقیقه ای‌ دیر رسیدم.  به سرعت راهرو‌های بیمارستان را طی‌ می‌کردم.  وسط راه افسانه را دیدم با یکی‌

Early December 2010, early morning, she wakes up her husband by shaking in bed. He wakes up, looks at her. She looks scared, has her

پرسه در خاک غریب، پرسه ای بی انتهاست تکه شعری است از یکی از آهنگ های داریوش. یاد آوری همیشگی که همراه با نکته های

آمد آهسته نشست روی صندلی، پشت میزی که توی آشپز خانه است. نفس عمیقی کشید و خدا را شکر کرد. با نگاهی آمیخته به کمی

Don’t ever remember wanting a child, ever. Even when I was a child or a teenager, just never pictured myself with a “byproduct” of myself.

برای آنانی که از دهه شصت چیزی نمی دانند یا آن را به یاد ندارند سلام دوستان بی مقدمه بگویم ، مدتی است وقتی برای

همهٔ احساس‌ها برام آشنا هستند. از اون لحظه‌ای که آهنگ غمگینی شروع می‌شه یا یه چیزی یادم می‌افته، اشک تو چشمام جمع میشه. به تصاویر

Ok, there is this old dude, T. Boone Pickens.  He’s an old oil dude, or as they say it in Texas, “ole” to replace “oil”

Not much has happened to me as an Iranian, a foreigner in this country for the past thirty years.  A few fights and angry exchanges

The word gets thrown around a lot, especially lately, HERO. The firefighters, who went up the stairs while others were running down to escape fire,

The man was standing outside of Wallmart. Had a small can in his hand with a slit in it’s lid. When I approached him he

Do you think “W” is going to run out of room in his hat soon? I mean there are so many feathers in it, he

Abroad where nothing looks or smells like Eid in Iran, we keep trying to open doors and let the new year in. I live with

Obama was asked two nights ago, in the debate in Ohio, about Nation of Islam leader Louis Farrakhan’s endorsement of his campaign. He replied that

I like to talk a little bit about the war in Persian Gulf, big doings in the Persian Gulf. You know my favorite part of

I didn’t know what it meant for a long time and even when I did find the true meaning of it, I was away from

November 24, 1978, yes long time ago. The Iran Air flight landed in New York’s JFK, late, as usual, I’m sure, and I arrived into

Few years ago, in soccer field my friends and I played for years, I got into a huge argument with the perfect picture of an

I am a citizen of two countries. Or is it “I am citizens of two countries?” Never the less, in one hand I hold the

This must have been a good 30 years ago. My Dad and I were standing at the foot of this great painting. It was a