My name is Tara Ebrahimi and welcome to my blog. I used to think I didn’t have much to say, but now my brain is overwhelmed with thoughts–both inane and sometimes legtimiate–so why not get them down on paper. Join me. Let’s get weird.
My brother talks in haiku. He has his phrases, his bits and pieces that fly from his fingers as he grips his iPhone in his hands, a whole universe in his palms–but what does he know to do with it? Sister Hello How you What I’m sorry Where’s daddy Sad Happy Sister Bored The words … More Conversations with My Brother