“X” by Behzad Molavi

Behzad Molavi


Choosing the lesser evil
is choosing evil

Doing nothing
is always an option

But what kind of nothing, my friend

A blank ballot
A day at the beach

from Rattle #57, Fall 2017


Behzad Molavi: “One night we went through heavy turbulence on a plane to Stockholm. Oxygen masks dropped from above. The old man beside me began mumbling to himself. He was reciting poems as if they were prayers. That’s not why I write poetry, but it’s close enough.”

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