Autarchy
Run. Duck. Hide. Wait… I come in peace. I am a mother, a daughter, a friend. Oh, I see my attire is ‘misleading.’ Shed my clothes, go ahead, strip me. Can you trust me now? I am bare I am…
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Run. Duck. Hide. Wait… I come in peace. I am a mother, a daughter, a friend. Oh, I see my attire is ‘misleading.’ Shed my clothes, go ahead, strip me. Can you trust me now? I am bare I am…
She sways like cold thin air Flows like a gentle water As strong as standing earth And burning in the fire of passion She is the one with strong desire For dance is all she admires World has given her…
On the night you were born We did not give sweets to the neighbors We cried out, ‘another girl’! Never mind You are here now To belong to us you need to… Work hard in class so I can be…
I’ve always defended you in your absence In the way I laughed off daddy issues when they were brought up As if it were a thing so foreign to me In the way I nodded in agreement when people praised…
Yes, we are Muslim women, but we are still humans that get our hearts broken. A friend of mine was asking me how she should support her loved one who is heartbroken. From that conversation this poem was born. 5:41…
How does it feel to be forced in this way? How can anyone know? Unless she is the one upon whom it is forced She looks down at the drop and wonders… She did used to dream of her prince…
“My beloved daughter, this one’s for you. Your actions shall be questioned, whatever you may do They’d tell you what to wear, how to talk and how to eat. How to walk, how to sleep also how to greet “What…
You say you have ‘zero tolerance for violence against girls’, ‘Zero tolerance for child marriage’, ‘Zero tolerance for statutory rape’, ‘Zero tolerance for child abuse’. Zero. Tolerance. In your definition of ‘zero tolerance’ do my Muslim daughters exist?…
I wrote this poem following the recent burkini ban in France. In this poem, I tried to identify with how the woman on the beach in Nice felt when she was ordered by police officers to remove her burkini because…
SAMANIA (Samira Mahboub and Ania Catherine) decided to call-out the less visible and seemingly innocent discourses around romantic love between women based on their experience hearing comments such as ‘I don’t get it, I’m just worried about you, It’s just…
I was born in London to parents of different cultural, linguistic and religious backgrounds, into a family where at least four generations have been migrants and minorities. I have myself lived in six different countries growing up. Throughout my own…
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