Araz Gholami

One september evening, while walking along the besiktas pier, i sat on a bench to rest and stared at the sea. after a while, an elderly man came and asked if he could sit. i nodded. his clean clothes and neat hair set him apart from others his age, though he wasn’t very old—maybe 60 or 70 at most. ... Read All

The last human was sitting in their room when suddenly they realized they didn’t exist.... Read All

I wrote, “at that time, i came to the conclusion that most people around me didn’t like me. this thought consumed me completely. but there was another thought in contrast: most people, or at least those around me, didn’t like each other either. so this wasn’t really a flaw on my part. yet there were... Read All

I wrote, “today you came to my dream again. it felt like the day i first saw you. yet, i felt all the events of these past years. every moment you weren’t there. you should have been, but you weren’t. you should have kissed me, but you didn’t. you should have wrapped your hands around my neck, but y... Read All