diversity on our terms.
Aspiring writer, photographer & poet. Hoping to be a professional at one of those things.
We’ve eaten (pun absolutely intended) half of Ramadan already. The first day feels like the longest day of your life and then before you know it, she’s come and gone. Time becomes fluid (and yet again, pun intended) with my incomprehensible sleep schedule and lightheadedness throughout the day. […]
In which I tell you about all the books with missing women.
We lose a few couple hundred families In the West Bank, FalastineThe arrow is pointed back at our backsShot down while they aren’t even looking, how crazy is that?Okay, maybe, there’s more stories to this taleSo then go look at the AfghanisBombed in daily relentlessly For crimes they […]
“We’ve always had Islamophobia” “Shootings happen all the time” “The shooter was crazy, right? Who cares about him?”
In which I managed to read a book on the environment AND Islam, how about that?!
The lull. The classic writers’ block. Until I was forced to pick up a notebook I knocked to the ground. My blocks tend to appear when I’m in some kind of routine, stable and sure of my choices. I usually haven’t been challenged a lot mentally. That’s very […]