The Moon Belongs to Everyone by Stacy Arezou Mehrfar

Issue 144
immigrant who you me they us / weren’t those stories our 
grandparents / my parents did it too / somehow different / 
borders more disparate / almost like time travel / to shift 
place to place / assimilation never spoke of the earth / 
but one must seep into it nonetheless / 

me they us / we all see l / once you arrive are you them / 
do they become us / amorphous impalpable identities / 
being belonging she he me ours yours mine / 
even though we they me he she / our collective pasts differ / 
the webs we extend onto dirt / dirt that came here / 
from somewhere too / standing here now can hardly feel 
there anymore / climbing in search of anchors / 
here there was is thousands of layers / between land and sky / 
warm yellow sun radiates as before / the hour moonlight envelops 
sleeping forms / eyes sting blinking coasting in limbo / 
like an ocean wave comes from there / but never really ends 
any place / crashing and relinquishing its position / 
change made sense in the beginning / once you migrate your eyes / 
you see differently /

emigrate and smells seem stranger / but the juice 
of a golden orange can be sweet and sour / wherever the season / 
lime green appears wholesome / in distance 
memories transform / become odd and unfamiliar / 
the place between here and there

Stacy Arezou Mehrfar lives and works in New York, New York. The Moon Belongs to Everyone monograph was published in March by Gost and is available here.
To view more of Stacy’s work visit her website or follow @stacymehrfar