Jahan Khajavi (b. Fresno, 1986) is “the best kind of pervert” (Farid Matuk) who composes “wildly amusing and explicit queer poetry” (Hamish Bowles, Vogue) “with elements of swagger and sex” (Rob McLennan) that “luxuriates in the labor of the real” (PJ Lombardo, Tripwire) and “juggles truly absurd comedy and frank body talk with overwhelming tenderness and genuine corporeal joy” (Louis Fratino, Mousse). Khajavi’s “wickedly amorous debut” (Charlie Stuip, Grotto), Feast of the Ass (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2023), is “one of the most unique books of recent memory” (Johannes Göransson), which “at once flourishes and makes a flourish of classical Persian forms” (Joyelle McSweeney).
Forough Farrokhzad Folio
Summer 2025
Third Epistle
Hoopoe, I am writing you from Albany. The birds’round here are those the Ohlone knew. Nearby, that movie The Birdswas filmed. Today’s Thanksgiving & wild turkeys loiter ’roundthe intersections & […]
Forough Farrokhzad Folio
Summer 2025
Second Epistle
Once again I’m writing you — oh Hoopoe, darling.This morning’s more than just a little mad & loosedupon me, murmurates. This human me, who pinesfor paradise, believes in nil except each starlingleaves […]
Forough Farrokhzad Folio
Summer 2025
First Epistle
Dear Hoopoe, halvah-eyed — take flight & nothing more! You claim to be a poet-priest now; however, your fountain pen lies flat as your sword is wet & sharp.Little Bird — who shares my […]
