Monthly Archives: September 2013

Remembering Les Plesko Someone told me that as much as Les Plesko’s suicide is a pain we’ll carry for the rest of our lives, but knowing that he is finally free (free from his pain, free from the harsh life, the humiliation, … Continue reading

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Les Plesko, the Poet of Prose

I woke up this morning and remembered that Les is gone..gone the way he did. The sun was absent and I was still in shock and there was no word capable of consoling me and all those who adored him, … Continue reading

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The Enemies of Happiness (The beginning chapter of The Suicide Note)

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The Enemies Of Happiness Tehran, Summer 1987 In the first years of war nothing looked like any of the images we’d seen in the movies. Tehran’s trees didn’t grow burnt leaves, or dead dangling legs. The mountains of the north, … Continue reading

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