When I First Left Iran At The

I Eat My Heart Out Alone.

I Would Like To Say How Much I Resent People Who Say Of The Islamic Republic That This Is Our Culture - As If Women Like To Be Stoned To Death, Or As If They Like To Be Married At The Age Of Nine.

The More We Die, The Stronger We Will Become

Reality Has Become So Intolerable, She Said, So Bleak, That All I Can Paint Now Are The Colors Of My Dreams.

I Am Suddenly Left Alone Again On The Sunny Path, With A Memory Of The Rain.