
BARAYE IRAN│FOR IRAN
Have you ever been in love with a stranger?
Hints of cardamom, jasmine, and rose water tease your nostrils to ease in closer
But you can’t go there anymore
For your ancestors still wince at the memory of the burn
Have you ever been in love with a stranger?
Though you’ve never met, you long to dwell in her temples and mosques
To visit the Caspian sea –where your father was still whole
A sense of wonder with which you’re awe struck
Have you ever been in love with a stranger?
Mesmerized by the movement of her hips
Sights, scents, sweets, and sours you’ve grown impossibly close to
And yet, still miss the mark
Have you ever been in love with a stranger?
A foreign experience with which you’re estranged
Though you pray to grow nearer
Reflecting on her undeniable impact​
Have you ever been in love with a stranger?
Salivating as gheimeh over tadig passes you by
Your stomach aching from too much lavashak, though you stay wanting more
So you pray for a reunion, merely a visit
To be in love with a stranger
The tension between you and a home you’ve never been
I suppose it’s better to have witnessed her from afar
Than never to have been touched by her power at all
Published in Songs of the Earth, Nov 2024 by the LA Public Library; originally written November 30, 2022 for The Immigrants' Cookbook
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Just Outside Your Window

The whole world is just outside your window
Behind the iron bars
The sun is peaking through
Pinks and blues
Babies laughing
The leaves framed with dew
Busses hum
Lovers kiss
The scent of the ocean greets you through a smile
Hummingbirds applaud your arrival
A dog meets you at your feet
Jasmine insists you stay a while
Soon you forget
What kept you inside
The whole world is just outside your window
Published in Verse-Virtual, July 2025
Tender

Orange blossoms in your perfume
Selenite
In all her wisdom
Rose oil delicately hidden
In the necklace you gave me
Hugs that linger
Still not long enough
Lessons through introductions to the most natural elements
Exceeding the value of dollar signs
Oh, we can take off our cool
And let our liked songs shuffle
Without a care
Make up or not
The aftermath of a too tight updo, too much hair gel
Our shared ballerina outfit
Tutu and all
Days long pajamas
Or dresses fit for the White House
None of it matters
When I’m with you
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Published in Silver Birch Press, August 1, 2025