A Nervous Weakness— The Feminist Outlet of Gothic Literature.

“Most men’s eyes, when you look at them critically, are not like that. They may look at you very expressively, but when you look at them, just as features, they are not very nice.” A woman rips down a stripe of hideous wallpaper. Her husband looks on helplessly before falling into a dead faint. His...

Bitchcraft

I was raised part-time by ghosts: grandmothers, cousins, the ouija board channels a family tree still hairpiled in ‘60s bouffants, still listening to Rumi on the radio. I occupy the absence of these women, whose lives I remember in a pre-Revolutionary Iran that I’ve certainly never known. And to their company I am adding, like...