I want to know what happened
On January 7, 1982
Half past one in the afternoon
In Evin Prison
Once with my father
I sat in its shade.
We were coming from Isfahan
And wanted to go to Ferdows
From the desert.
My father never told us
That Khomeini had visited him
For medical treatment many years ago
You put on your eyeglasses
And read me your daughter’s will
Word by word.
A 16-year-old Iranian girl has been notified by the local morgue to identify her mother’s body. Over the course of the next 15 minutes, this painful task proves to be more difficult than we could have ever imagined in Alireza Ghasemi’s engrossing and humanist portrait “Lunch Time.”
I do not wait for poetry
But go in search of it
Because my wings are broken
And I am left far from my nest…
In this essay, we hear a first-hand account from Mel Packer who was one of the Americans who visited Iran during the hostage crisis of 1980.
We returned from a Trump protest
And wanted to walk in Golden Gate Park.
We stopped at a sandwich shop
Which smelled like Tehran.
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