The scream of the female fish

I see myself as a ruined city. Not just any city, but a familiar one, the city of my childhood. I lose myself within myself in dark corri dors, under abandoned arches. A search within myself to find myself. I am my city. A city left behind in my memories. A city on the brink of destruction, in the process of dying… I wish I could completely collapse, perhaps then I could rebuild my city anew. Can I? This collection was formed simultaneously with my migration from Iran and the start of a new life in Austria. On that same journey of facing myself, this time I express my getting lost and finding myself within the language of a city on the verge of ruin. My soul is a city that I am both attached to and fleeing from. It is both familiar and safe, and at the same time dark and ruined. And I search and search and search for my soul to draw new life from its ruins …