Commute – Anahita Ebrahimi

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Commute

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Anahita Ebrahimi

[/vc_column_text][vc_single_image image=”1044″ img_size=”large” alignment=”center”][vc_separator color=”white”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row thb_divider_position=”bottom”][vc_column width=”1/4″][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text]It’s been two weeks &

Hitchhiking is routine

No Wolf Creek here – 

Dusty snow-capped mountains

Silver Paykans with half rolled-down windows

Cigarettes dangling & tanned leather seats

Exhausted foam no longer bouncy

I’m one of four, crammed in the back

I’m khareji so my Farsi is funny

A fat-bellied cat sits shotgun 

On the lap of a Haj Khanoom

Twirling her sandalwood prayer beads

Her soft hands are

Raw chicken skin

The intersection, Valy Asr

Barefoot & sun-kissed children

With bouquets of roses – 

Pastel pink & celestial blue

Puckish eyes smiling

5 toman, 3 toman, 1 toman[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/4″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row thb_divider_position=”bottom”][vc_column][vc_separator][vc_column_text]Anahita is studying law and creative/professional writing at QUT and is Co-President of the QUT Literary Salon 2020 team. She enjoys almond croissants, coffee and psychological thrillers. You can find her poetry and creative non-fiction at Glass Magazine.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]