1968 (Crossing the Border Between Turkey & Iran)

My tender lips pressed to the dirt,
11 years old, flinging myself down, sobbing,
At the Turkey – Iran border,
Guard posts and soldiers,
Buses stacked with spilling chickens and children,
Kurds, swaggering teens, and hippies.
To see and see again – was I home again?
Bugs, gravel, ash, sand collecting in the corners of my mouth,
My sweaty palms flat, absorbing the country,
Knees scraped pink and bumpy,
In my madras shift and Italian sandals,
A glass of tea to welcome me,
A sugar cube held between my front teeth,
And hot brown tea sucked through,


About Avery Cassell

Avery Cassell is a genderqueer San Francisco writer, poet, cartoonist, and artist who grew up in Iran. They live with their Maine Coon cat, Lulu, and bake yeasted waffles every Sunday morning. Behrouz Gets Lucky is their first novel. You can find their erotic short stories sprinkled in various anthologies, including Best Lesbian Erotica 2015 and Sex Still Spoken Here. Avery is currently working on a book of more of Behrouz and Lucky's shenanigans, a memoir, and an illustrated early reader children's book about a eight year old transgender boy and his family.
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