Neda Semnani

Jan 6, 2025 | thebaffler.com | John Yau |Neda Semnani |Declan Ryan

My father loved to leave meno one kidnapped or molested meMichael Ansara, Jeff Chandler, and Ruth Romanliving and dying in a gray worldall glamor gone in their second runMy father hated me and told me soThe growth had become a ballWhen I brought him medicine“You’re too stupid to give me thoseI will wait for your brother to come home”

Jan 8, 2024 | thebaffler.com | Ken Kalfus |Neda Semnani

No one saw me leave the private dining room. The absence of witnesses was peculiar. The towering mahogany door, polished to a reflective gloss, was meant to be watched and guarded every hour of the day and night, regardless of whether the dining room was occupied. I gently shut the door behind me, not looking at my reflection. This was the moment I could expect to be arrested. The velvet-draped hall was empty and unnaturally, deliberately quiet. My boots sank into the heavy carpet.