Yalda Pashai

Superwoman- summer

Superwoman on a summer day


Home is where the heart is, right?
If it’s true, why am I so uncomfortable here?
This is my home, I have a house here,
And I love my friends here, so why do i feel so out of place?
I may be older, but my wounds haven’t healed.
My heart is missing there,
Because my home, is not here.

-Poem by Charlotte Lidia, with slight changes by me.chicago chicago02 chicago03

“If a man knows not to which port he sails, no wind is favorable.”

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A moody christmas


In this cold weather, all I can think about is the warm summer nights.

Picture 9

A night of comfort

ammeh ziya sina




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