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Admiring the musical notes dripping like heavy rain in the psychoanalyst’s consulting room on the Persian rugs, these now Freudian rugs which adorned the floor. Freud’s taste, the only trace of myself which I recognized of myself, was the Persian rugs in my analyst’s room. Choosing Australia as the name for this place, being a…
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I made a slip of the tongue in a letter to you, I thought I wanted to write “it” but I wrote “I” instead. I wanted to deny myself the pleasure of displeasure, the discontent. I had reserved the discontent, my annoyance for something specific, something spectacular. I wanted to say that my analysis was…
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Recently I saw a purple BMW and the thought of this purple BMW in the Melbourne traffic stayed with me. It was a disruption. The purple was a purple without a metallic shine. It looked like Hobby the Turkish chocolate my father bought for me each time I visited my uncle’s shop together with him…
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This is a hot topic right now considering the Australian Government just cut 10 sessions from the already very limited 20 Medicare rebates for psychology. I am a critic of the Medicare Better Access Initiative and I have wanted to write something about it for some time. I participated in writing an APS submission regarding…
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Fragments of this essay was presented at a symposium in Melbourne (Aug 2018.) Read the second part of the story. Today, I open my talk with an extract of a poem by Forough Farokhzad, my presentation today is about her sense of longing in her poetry. She unabashedly put forth her uncensored words about feminine…
Bita Riazati, Creative Writer 