WHO?

Who sees me, when i need to be seen? When your eyes refuse to glance my soul, And your gaze, holds mine no longer, And your stare increasingly grows colder, And my eyes see more terror than I can bear, And my gaze relies on light to be sane, And my stare is fraught with […]

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A COMING OF AGE TALE

The day you talked back at your mother she did not sleep that whole night. She lay alone in her bed, her eyes red and puffy, and her large bosom heaving aggressively. She sobbed quietly that night and then she knelt at the foot of the bed, counted her zikr beads and prayed to Allah […]

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