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)
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