Circumnavigating Heaven in Three Geographies – Khashayar Mohammadi

IceFloe Press

Grandma’s House


Grandma says Pomegranates are heavenly
that each holds a seed directly from Paradise
and she seeds painstakingly slow
Grandma’s no storyteller

one seed rolls onto the carpet
Blue paisley/ Red diamond
and I make a wish
crush it under my feet
and listen to the gentle static
of car tires on wet asphalt
a motorway behind every window

Parkdale

when B speaks of her drugs
I keep hearing the word “Heaven”
I sip “Heaven” from my pint of gin
and speak etymologies
say how in Farsi “Heaven”
is simply “Behesht”
akin to English “Best”
how “Heaven” is just us living our best lives
she cuts another line
and walks back into the crowd
her dime bag of coke
rolling onto wet asphalt

and I make a wish
crush it under my feet

Grandma’s House

Grandma’s redone her bathroom
the boredom of afternoon naps
and the chair I pulled…

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