Remember that your girlfriend is an actual human being
My name is Samra and the stories of how I was lied to, manipulated, and forgotten by both the Muslim and non-Muslim peoples is now buried into the ground with my close friend Sabina. Shot trying to escape the confines of where we live.
This is dedicated to the men who have fat-shamed me in some belief that they “understood me” through my “eating habits” as well as the people in my Muslim community who believe that “covering up” prevents fat-shaming.
Tell her you can’t help yourself, but to love her.
Would I be a fool for being a simpleton?
i wonder if the californian drought is drying up this soft brown soil, making
my skin hard, cracked, and i wonder,
what is left now, frozen nothingness of a no-man’s land?
Do you know how uncomfortable it is to fight crime in a mini-skirt?
A universe of synapses
To my little sister who doesn’t understand: Today I wrote an article But the image of their bodies Is not on the paper In the news report: Israel bombs four Palestinian children playing soccer on the beach You already know That liquid nourishes, nurtures, But one day you will learn: There are also weapons…
This is how it has always been
And the way it should never be
A girl who cannot look at herself
And a boy who will be free.