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Niloufar Talebi

Niloufar Talebi is an author, award-winning translator, interdisciplinary artist, and producer.

By Niloufar Talebi:
100 Essential Books by Iranian Writers: Fiction
100 Essential Books by Iranian Writers: Classics in Translation
100 Essential Books by Iranian Writers: Graphic Novels, Culinary Books, & Children’s Literature
100 Essential Books by Iranian Writers: Poetry, Hybrid Works, Anthologies
100 Essential Books by Iranian Writers: An Introduction & Nonfiction

Recent Articles

  • Peeling Off 剝落
    Fiction
    By Hsin-Hui Lin 林新惠, Ye (Odelia) Lu

    Not just her former hands, but the whole scaffolding of the skeleton in front of her had become a Jenga tower whose crucial block had been pulled away from the bottom

    Boy God
    Fiction
    By Chen Bo-ching 陳栢青, Kevin Wang

    “Meth was Trainspotting and Dust of Angels. Taiwanese education had worked like a charm, and he had taken a step back from the idea. What else was out there for him to try?”

    In the Months Before My Beloved Is Tagged a Terrorist
    Poetry
    By Troy Osaki

    What else, if anything, would I / outdare a bullet for, if not our country / to bury our grandparents in?

    Military Dog
    Fiction
    By Petit 夏慕聰, Yahia Zhengtang Ma

    As I looked in the mirror, Master flexed His fingers against my skin, as naturally as a handler would lovingly caress their pet puppy.

    Homecoming
    Fiction
    By Ashanya Lingam

    When they talk, the five sisters, their words strangle each other, pulling and plucking at the threads of truth.

    A Room By the Sea and Sissy-Gun 海邊的房間與娘娘槍
    Essays
    By Yi-Hang Ma 馬翊航, Siyü Chen

    The concrete tetrapods tempered the waves, and the space between them made room for love between boys.

    The Nakba is Present
    Essays
    By Sumaya Awad

    The looming threat of yet another mass expulsion of Palestinians from their homeland is ever present, especially today.

    Three Poems by Jade Huang 黃岡
    Poetry
    By Riley Tsang, Jade Huang 黃岡, Louie Zhang, Sean Y. Li 李宇軒

    “Discipline”, “Survey on Female Occupational Injuries in a Fishing Village”, and “Goddess Transformation”

    Seasons Of Bloom 花開時節
    Fiction
    By Yang Shuang-zi 楊双子, Lin King

    When the epiphyllum buds reached peak bloom, petals everywhere began to fall. They began to fall like rain.

    Self-Portrait as Contained Swarm
    Poetry
    By Emily Mitamura

    I read the flora and fauna in my home as uncannily resilient. / My ancestors’ bodies were presciently small. / Nests accommodate the needs of infestation. / I simply could not live in this house alone.

    Queering History, Archiving the Future: In Search of Taiwanese Lesbian History
    Essays
    By Eno Pei-Jean Chen 陳佩甄, Jeremy Tiang

    On the “impossible archive,” the historical and future queer imaginary of a “lesbian cultural archive” and Grandma’s Girlfriends 阿媽的女朋友

    Huang Hsiao-Ning, The Dashing Female Elvis
    Essays
    By Taiwan Tongzhi (LGBTQ+) Hotline Association 「台灣同志諮詢熱線協會」, Jeremy Tiang

    It didn’t bother him that he attracted, and was attracted to, people of the same gender—all of this felt perfectly natural to him.

    Queer Time: A Special Notebook of Taiwanese Tongzhi Literature
    Essays
    By Ta-wei Chi 紀大偉, Ariel Chu

    An Introduction

    Flash Fiction Horoscopes
    Fiction
    By Swati Khurana

    Astrological insights from our twelve flash stories

    Kaixinguo
    Poetry
    By Rena Su

    in Chinese, pistachios are called / kaixinguo — happiness fruits. / but they are neither happy nor fruit. / they are birthed out of their shells / i am not happiness nor fruit nor mother; / only carefully extracted.

    Minding the Gap
    Fiction
    By Cindy Juyoung Ok

    I feel satisfied, triumphant, knowing I have loved the original donut well, though maybe it was only its glaze that I recognized.

    into the mountain
    Poetry
    By Niki Afsar

    and the woman in the mountain said /
    my head is full of rocks / my mouth, ears, nose full of sand

    Eulogy to be read from right to left
    Poetry
    By Janine Mogannam

    had partner My .Survival for /
    trip the for long hair their grown /
    —love make to nervous too was I and

    Two Poems by Adrian De Leon
    Poetry
    By Adrian De Leon

    once, / before the stars & stripes, / we traced stripes across / the stars to steer us / home.

    Two Poems by donia salem harhoor
    Poetry
    By donia salem harhoor

    you are prepared for all of it. how the blood will smell. of you. of lavender. of the crown of a head.

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