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      • Whoever stays awake won't die

        by Golnaz Tavakolian

        "Tanya died last night!" I hear the sound of the moon. It is played from the phone in my ear. I do not seem to understand what he is saying. I subconsciously ask: "What ?!" I hear the sound of moonlight breaths, heavy and fast as if he does not want to say those words again. His silence begs: "Do not knock on the door and the wall yourself! You understand! Why are you bothering me ?!"I remove the quilt from my face. I sit on the bed. I look at myself in the toilet table verse. My hair is messy and tangled. My face is swollen from insomnia last night and untimely sleep in the morning. A thin line has fallen on my cheek. It is a place for pillows. What is it called: "sleeping line !?"The sound of moonlight breaths becomes sobs. There is no place to continue the game. I come to myself. I say softly: "Moonlight! What happened !?""Moon is asleep ... under the shower ... think ... after two years, she is asleep ..."Search

      • Thirteenth Month

        by Golnaz Tavakolian

        I glanced at them, the dim light of the morning radiating from the silk curtain with the role of purple and pink Barbie. The decor of the room was mine ten years ago, and the little girl in the door, the wall, the bed, and the dresser with the large Barbie flower patterns, is no longer in a good mood. Sasan and I used to arrange to go shopping every month and change all the accessories in his room, but we did not go. One day under his breath, as if he did not want his father to hear him, in response, he made a long interpretation of himself that the state of the country's economy, especially himself, is and is like this, he said, "The month you want to bring disaster to my room "I think the thirteenth month has not been found yet!"

      • The Arts: General Issues
        September 2017

        The Artist, The Censor, and The Nude

        A Tale of Morality and Appropriation

        by Glenn Harcourt, Pamela Joseph, Francis M. Naumann

        Thoughtful and rigorous, the book provides an excellent survey of contemporary censorship. – Publishers Weekly   This hybrid book examines the art and politics of “The Nude” in various cultural contexts, featuring books of canonical western art censored in Iran. Featuring American artist Pamela Joseph’s feminist appropriation of these images as well as Iranian and other Middle Eastern contemporary artists Aydin Aghdashloo (Iran), Boushra Almutawakel (Yemen), Ana Lily Amirpour (Great Britain/USA), Gohar Dashti (Iran), Daryoush Gharahzad (Iran), Shadi Ghadirian (Iran), Bahman Ghobadi (Iranian Kurdistan), Tanya Habjouqa (Jordan), Katayoun Karami (Iran), Hoda Katebi (USA), Simin Keramati (Iran/Canada), Mohsen Makhmalbaf (Iran/ Great Britain), Shohreh Mehran (Iran), Houman Mortazavi (Iran), Manijeh Sehhi (Iran), and Newsha Tavakolian (Iran/USA).

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