The water has reached our deck of the ship

Diaries of a Woman in Tehran

The head of our research group posted a message in the Baleh app telling us to come to the university building sometime between tomorrow and next Saturday to collect our personal belongings and take them home. For now, only three of the eight members of the group will have their six-month contracts renewed. The rest of us have been sent home.

Love in Prison

Ayda Hagh Talab

When the man I loved was summoned to prison to begin serving his sentence, I experienced helplessness for the first time in my life. I was in my twenties, old enough to have learned confidence, young enough to still believe that desire carried leverage.