When I was a little girl I constantly wondered what it would be like to have a double-barreled name. To have two parts of a whole anchored to me wherever I went, an Ali-Ahmed or a Willis-Cooper, a small undiscerning hyphen joining two worlds. Perh…
My stomach clenched. Surrounded by an unpleasant stench in the gym, I froze with fear as my physical education teacher informed us that the upcoming weeks would be spent learning the salsa dance. The goal of these lessons was to understand how to …
She sees herself in black and white:
No vibrant hues, no trace of life.
No shade, no texture, spark of hope
Just insufficient paint-brush strokes
The centering is off, the nose misplaced–
It hangs off in a sorry state.
The eyes too sma…
My sister, know that only
a prayer keeps us afloat
pulling down, pushing
through the boarded window.
I pack three suitcases
for part two of the world:
sleeping in, cheap wine,
tax forms, sorority girls.
I will miss…
“Islam began as something strange, and will revert to being strange as it began. So give glad tidings to the strangers.”
-The Messenger of Allah (may Allah’s peace and blessings be upon him) (narrated by Muslim from Abu Hurayrah)
Are you a str…