Short Story: The Series of Stories Written by Sam Aghabi.

I saw him in a cafe. It was the first and last time we were supposed to see each other. These kinds of things are not a joke. They are related to the security issues of the country. That’s why we had to be careful, coordinate through intermediaries, not over the phone. He was involved in the situation. Of course, I understood this later. At first, I didn’t know. I had written a story about the love affair of two boys and before publishing it, I had given it to two of my friends to read. One of my friends had also read it for him. He liked it and wanted to see me up close. He mentioned the alley of the lost clouds of Kourosh Asadi, as if he remembered his novel about the love of two men. I said I liked Kourosh Asadi, but I wish it was him. He said maybe he couldn’t be himself, maybe there were other things that needed to be done

من از تمامی انسان‌ها بیشتر دوستت دارم

I love you more than all other humans.

Painting: Portrait of Frook.

I’m sorry, there is no Farsi text provided. Please provide the text you would like translated.من می‌خواهم که بهترین خود را به دیگران نشان دهم

I want to show my best to others.

Poem: The Great Sin by Reza Ekvanian.

Call out to death
Say it will come to our Iran
Say it won’t bring strangeness
Call out to life
Take my childhood to the mirror
Bring me back to love
To kites
To Layla
To the daughters of the Shah’s fairies
To the lullabies of mothers in stories.

Call out to death
Say it won’t lose its grave in Zagros, Alborz and Dalahoo
Say to death, to the one I love
Say what did we want other than life
That love became a great sin
Say we have the right to die simpler
And you have the right to kill love
You are a father
A bad god who doesn’t hear a mother’s cry
With a hoe, with an axe, with a machete
With religion, with honor, with law
You made a mistake, Karbala
You were a piece of his body
You cut off his head!

Call out to