This morning, I wrote you another letter. (All the things that should’ve been said) Though I told myself I wouldn’t, racing thoughts fill my head. Perhaps, I should just go back to bed. (All the things that should’ve been said) And forever you are my addressee, for who else do I really care to […]
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Off a cotton shirt, the shiny, lone button popped, stray threads frayed in place, reaching around the vacant space with wispy arms and fingers, palms lost and blending on fabric. Soulful bonds, whorled and weft from dyed thread, from soulless creatures of fabric, tied by their shared brotherhood—the taut, red string. And their invisible mouths […]
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My teenage years often feel some sort of sick competition, as I watch college applications and academic success swallow so many students like myself. Though it may not actually be the case, the feeling of having your future determined by the actions you make as a seventeen-year-old is terrifying. In addition to that, being surrounded […]
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“The Night of Glory is better than a thousand months…it is peace until the break of dawn.” —The Holy Quran, 97:3-5 . . . Thick, feverish air swells in soft billows, falling like gossamer over soundless trees, a whisper lost between the minutiae of trembling grass shards. Their souls brush against one another, […]
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The Partition is known to be the world’s largest mass migration, displacing 14 million people and killing another million. Following the British Raj’s withdrawal from undivided India in August 1947, the Radcliffe Line was drawn between the newly independent nations of India and Pakistan. The task of demarcating the boundary between India and Pakistan was […]
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And so I write to my Rabb this time… Whenever August rolls around I become numb. From the Partition to Article 370, and the martyrdom of Imam Hussain. I can’t help but cry uncontrollably. August is the month I pour my grief onto the prayer mat. I stay there for hours until my tears turn […]
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Oh you chipped, red-rusted leaves, swinging to and fro’, beneath the yel-low— scattered, blanched, frayed You stayed a little longer this year: Knowing that hearts cannot help but long to witness the morning song of your ever-beating autumn: Just another November Melody
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Off to Washington D.C. I go— Because I need to know about Roe. And what is it about Roe you ask? Here is where I drop my mask. How Great can this old country be? When it’s obvious you are not free If you can carry a pregnancy? You can’t get pregnant? […]
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Zero I now take a bow I give what was never given And have much more The energy never dies Even when the body connects with the floor It transcends into the world Quiet feels like peace Not “alone” Saturated in potential Fingers lace around the stars Scars embellish this […]
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