Babak Lakghomi

Her First

By - Oct 29, 2018

In the mirror, the daughter’s head looked like a bloated cantaloupe. The doctor was going to be there any moment.

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excerpt of “Floating Notes”

By - Jul 31, 2018

I don’t remember the first time I wrote my name. What I do remember is the first time someone else was called my name. I told him that was my name too, but he couldn’t believe it. He was a fat boy with a puffy face. He looked like a little boxer.

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Shelter

By - Sep 11, 2017

He does not know how to find the studs. He still goes around the rooms drilling holes into the walls. He inserts ...

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Two Pills

By - Jul 6, 2017

When I had invited the man to my room, I hadn’t expected him to show up with a woman. I had chewed up two pills ...

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