honorable mention
sara bahreinian iran, islamic republic of
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acid
These are the words of Marziyeh Ebrabimi, the victim of an acid attack in the city of Isfahan in central Iran.
Marziyeh, 29, was born in Isfahan. She is a midwife. She never forgets October 15, 2014. She speaks with a lot of energy. You can’t help liking her energetic character. You are drawn to her charismatic and delicate face, which is still beautiful despite the scars from the acid attack.
Marzieh is my oldest friend.
But acid never caused me to see him halfway.
We are accustomed
to seeing the "two" s, which if they get together as one, all the equations of our regards would fail, two eyes, two ears ...
But a glance of you will be prefered to all the regards that are perfect, and how incomplete they are ...
You are away from any kind of pity and compassion,
I do not know why? There was never a commiseration to you in me,
And I never saw you halfway ...
You are complete to me, even more perfectly than our old friendship days,
Wish we all would accept that you and all Marzieh like people around us, are just like us, have no difference with us, except a heavier experience of bitterness of life...
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Acid is out there to eliminate you from life. The acid attacker wants to tell you that you cannot fall in love, become a mother, work, and stay in the society. The acid attacker wants to tell you that from now on, anyone who sees you will not like you. But I turned a deaf ear to all these words. I told everybody that I do not want to be, and I am not a victim.”These are the words of Marziyeh Ebrabimi, the victim of an acid attack in the city of Isfahan in central Iran.
Marziyeh, 29, was born in Isfahan. She is a midwife. She never forgets October 15, 2014. She speaks with a lot of energy. You can’t help liking her energetic character. You are drawn to her charismatic and delicate face, which is still beautiful despite the scars from the acid attack.
Marzieh is my oldest friend.
But acid never caused me to see him halfway.
We are accustomed
to seeing the "two" s, which if they get together as one, all the equations of our regards would fail, two eyes, two ears ...
But a glance of you will be prefered to all the regards that are perfect, and how incomplete they are ...
You are away from any kind of pity and compassion,
I do not know why? There was never a commiseration to you in me,
And I never saw you halfway ...
You are complete to me, even more perfectly than our old friendship days,
Wish we all would accept that you and all Marzieh like people around us, are just like us, have no difference with us, except a heavier experience of bitterness of life...
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