I’ve traveled to 205 Hudson Street to see the The Laughing Snake, by Brooklyn-based Iranian artist Morehshin Allahyari. See it in person, that is; I had previously experienced the hypertext narrative online, through the Whitney Museum’s Artport, a portal to Internet and new media art.
And please know that I am justExisting:Walking around in the streets of Tehran(in pants, with a long Manto, covering all my body, and a scarf)Taking the public taxiStanding in some lineTaking the busSitting down somewhereAnd young boys, middle-aged fathers, old old grandpasCASUALLY[... CAUSING EVENTUAL MONSTROSITY
Catcall me — EVERY SINGLE DAYTo tell me “what a nice piece of pussy” I amTo tell me “I want to fuck you and your mother”To tell me “I can put my dick inside your ass if you wanna stay a virgin"And the young boys, middle-aged fathers, old old grandpasCASUALLY[... CAUSING HYSTERICAL PAROXYSM
I am six — in Tehran
My grandmother catches me
Rubbing my vagina
On the sofa arm[... On the pillow[... On the sole of my foot[... On the edge of a bench in a public park[... On the steepest part of a rock at the Caspian Sea[... On my doll’s head on the plane (under the blanket)
And she tells me if I do thisA snake will come out of my vaginaI do it moreand moreand moreand every time I do itand there is no snakeI know this is yetanother victory over a worldI keep at a distance.
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