Where have the men gone?
(All names in this article are fictitious)
September 19, 2005
The beginning of Mehr
There is wisdom amongst that tribe; how they bend with the wind, wait for the fuss to pass
November 9, 2004
Praying to Mahdi
I write my wish on the official slip and let it twirl down to the bottom of the well. A cool breeze arises and brushes my cheek
August 18, 2003
The snow was heavy this winter
Nearly all of the mules are overburdened
August 2, 2003
Do you really want to die?, the young girl asked.
No, I have come to like my life, was Mohsen's reply.
July 28, 2003
Warm as morning milk
January 10, 2000