sister-hood is an award-winning digital magazine spotlighting the diverse voices of women of Muslim heritage.
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I’m waiting I’m waiting for the weight of apology to be lifted from my tired shoulders All the scrutinising and criticising of how I look and how I do I’m waiting For the apology that is long overdue. Tell me…
Dear Father I know to you I am your only Daughter But I am my own person now Father I know it’s hard to set me free But I am not in any ease I know my choices are not…
Dear Muslimah, I write to you a letter of benevolence, hoping it finds you in peace and makes you ponder. For we are made of the same mud, and perhaps even share the same blood. We have read the same…
Because I understood at too young of an age that I should be ashamed of my body. Because it was painfully clear that my brothers were of greater value than my sisters and I. Because I was taught…
I don’t have a spine How do I walk? It’s missing I know it I’m empty My body becomes limp Legs buckle I begin to stumble I don’t have a backbone How do I stand? He took it I know…
We’ve learnt to not be like our mothers, like our grandmothers, like our khalas and maasis We’ve learnt that our space can no longer be denied, no longer snatched away from us We’ve learnt that our footsteps never needed to…
Damp dustin’ Dirty dish bustin’ Grocery listin’ Button fixin’ Biryani flexin’ Underarm waxin’ Children taxin’ Roti rollin’ Husband patrollin’ Dadi callin’ STOP WAIT. You’re late. Bleach yo face,…
It came to me when I was at my lowest, Creeping up my spine, making me despise every atom of my being, It came to me, an abundance of insecurity. Knocking me to my feet until I could no longer…
Cover up little girl: diamonds fall out of your hair when you play like a child. Cover your beauty, for it is blinding the eyes of the lion. Learn as they taught you: your hair is a hidden treasure for…
If my words could comfort you The ink of my pen I’d never let dry To see you tell the story buried within To see you try If my assurance could calm you down I’d hold your hand tight To…
I wish you love The love that has no boundaries The one of your mother’s smile. I wish you silence The silence with no echoes of cries The one between the notes of music. I wish you beauty…
sister-hood is a digital magazine and a series of live events. We create platforms for women of Muslim heritage to speak for themselves, rather than being spoken for or spoken about. sister-hood challenges stereotypes and promotes the fearless, progressive, creative voices of women of Muslim heritage.
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