Original Writing

In Loving Memory Of A Grandfather

Memories of you are like waves leaving the shoreline. Cracked sand. Trinkets, shells, and ocean life left behind. And these days are like out-of-season rain, I think of you but the cracks only half-fill. My heart breaks again. The 12 years since you left no different to the 12 years before. How do you console… Continue reading In Loving Memory Of A Grandfather

Diasporic Identity

Articulating grief as a Muslim: what the New Zealand massacre teaches us

I have really struggled to find ways to express my feelings about what happened on March 15th. I know I'm not alone. I write this with a heavy heart and reluctant hands, I write this feeling like the least qualified, least educated, and least politically aware person out there. I write knowing it has been… Continue reading Articulating grief as a Muslim: what the New Zealand massacre teaches us