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Temperance

@serxaphym

acolyte of the exquisite | Persian-American poet and critic | spells in @nerweb @kenyonreview @ANMLY_LIT @hopkins_review @passagesnorth | she/her 🏳️‍⚧️

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I feel like I crossed some sort of rubicon on my 25th birthday. Suddenly I’m saying things like “wow, this cake is great and it’s so light,” and worrying about my fiber intake, and actually drinking water every day for once.

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currently going through the worst heartbreak I’ve ever endured, and it’s not even about a romantic relationship, or even a platonic relationship. I feel unrecognized, unseen, dissected, pillaged, destroyed.

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In my latest essay Los Angeles Review of Books, I was truly honored to explore “the poetry of immediate grief” in two extraordinary new books: Virginia Konchan’s REQUIEM and Cass Donish’s YOUR DAZZLING DEATH Penguin Books. lareviewofbooks.org/article/the-po… #poetry #grief

In my latest essay <a href="/LAReviewofBooks/">Los Angeles Review of Books</a>, I was truly honored to explore “the poetry of immediate grief” in two extraordinary new books: Virginia Konchan’s REQUIEM and Cass Donish’s YOUR DAZZLING DEATH <a href="/PenguinBooks/">Penguin Books</a>. lareviewofbooks.org/article/the-po… #poetry #grief
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This trans day of visibility, you should fall in love with me. You should get down on one knee and propose. You should learn the secret of turning straw to gold. You should read my poems back to me. You should know my sweet name on your tongue. Etch it and kiss me in the smog.

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Discount Guillotine Presents: The Chicago release show for "Manhole for the New Millennium" by Samuel Wright Fairbanks, featuring work from Temperance Aghamohammadi, Mira Cameron, Kora Dzbinski, and Sara Matson. April 30, 6pm-8pm

Discount Guillotine Presents: The Chicago release show for "Manhole for the New Millennium" by Samuel Wright Fairbanks, featuring work from Temperance Aghamohammadi, Mira Cameron, Kora Dzbinski, and Sara Matson.

April 30, 6pm-8pm
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“In the language of tongues I sunbend” Read Temperance Aghamohammadi’s (Temperance) poem, “The Subject Does Not Belong” today: buff.ly/4hWEzvi

“In  the language of tongues      I sunbend” Read Temperance Aghamohammadi’s (<a href="/serxaphym/">Temperance</a>) poem, “The Subject Does Not Belong” today: buff.ly/4hWEzvi
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I got married in 2027 btw. My second book came out later that same year. In 2028, I went to marseille. In 2040 I won the Pulitzer. In 2050, I looked marvelous.

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My god there was just a man under the L train tunnel belting out Don’t Rain on My Parade and giving stage directions to his tiny dog

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Harris Dickinson, Nicola Coughlan, Bella Ramsey, Paapa Essiedu and 400+ members of the industry have signed an open letter to UK Film & TV on trans rights. The letter expresses solidarity for the trans, non-binary and intersex communities impacted by the supreme court ruling in

Harris Dickinson, Nicola Coughlan, Bella Ramsey, Paapa Essiedu and 400+ members of the industry have signed an open letter to UK Film &amp; TV on trans rights.

The letter expresses solidarity for the trans, non-binary and intersex communities impacted by the supreme court ruling in
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BRING BACK CRINGE BRING BACK DANCING BRING BACK WHIMSY BRING BACK SMILING IN PHOTOS BRING BACK JOY BRING BACK FLIRTING BRING BACK TRYING BRING BACK DILLY DALLYING BRING BACK TRUE LOVE

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My book was written by a cast of spirits communing, in iambic pentameter, to me and my husband through an ouija board over the course of several summers in a lavish country house in a place both called and not called Sandover.