Taraneh ArhamsadrinMama Joon ChroniclesDread ParalysisMy 9-year-old is navigating tricky social dynamics at school. I worry about who she spends her time with, about the choices she’s making…Oct 30, 2023Oct 30, 2023
Taraneh ArhamsadrinMama Joon ChroniclesDirty FeetAlmost 15 years ago, I watched the sun set out the window of my West LA apartment, my head snuggled on the chest of my long-distance…Jan 6, 2022Jan 6, 2022
Taraneh ArhamsadrinMama Joon ChroniclesSame, but differentI’ve started hugging people again.Jun 18, 2021Jun 18, 2021
Taraneh ArhamsadrinMama Joon ChroniclesWhat is this life right now? (Part 2)Not that anyone’s counting, but in 3 days, we will enter month 12 since COVID-19 changed everything, and it’s been about 5 months since I…Feb 11, 2021Feb 11, 2021
Taraneh ArhamsadrinMama Joon ChroniclesWhat is this life right now?As the morning progresses, I nervously refresh the AirNow page on my laptop while trying to focus on what work absolutely has to get done…Oct 21, 2020Oct 21, 2020
Taraneh ArhamsadrinMama Joon ChroniclesThey Escape MeI have always found immense comfort in the written word. When I was 6 or 7, I was feeling sad one day, so I wrote a poem about it. Many…Jul 1, 2020Jul 1, 2020
Taraneh ArhamsadrinMama Joon ChroniclesWhere the Light Comes inThe world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places. -Ernest HemingwayMar 6, 2020Mar 6, 2020
Taraneh ArhamsadrinMama Joon ChroniclesTo Iran, With LoveI dimmed the switch at one point. I never turned it off, but dimmed it down to a corner of myself that I could only feel dully, since I…Jan 17, 2020Jan 17, 2020
