ShaziaMy suffering was religious in some way, in a way that verses revealed from the heavens also…Women, we die for men, on their feet, in submission and maybe they will love us back, maybe they will hold us by the shoulders and bring us…Jan 7, 2023Jan 7, 2023
ShaziaPoetryThe next time we love, I will love you in bread slices and عصير التين. Strawberry jam in my mouth and it means in your mouth, because…Oct 22, 2022Oct 22, 2022
Shaziaan afternoon of longingI nap on my bed a late afternoon, a heavy brunch, after a taste of sweetness on my lips from the ginger tea I had earlier. I think of him…Oct 12, 2022Oct 12, 2022
ShaziaJournal; was it worth it?It’s a summer evening and a twenty-one-year-old me had always dreamed of this. A summer evening on the beach of one of the hottest…Sep 6, 2022Sep 6, 2022
ShaziaThe absence of love“We are biologically, cognitively, physically, and spiritually wired to love, be loved, and belong. When those needs are not met, we don’t…Aug 12, 2022Aug 12, 2022
ShaziaA beating heartA few months before he died, Franz Kafka wrote one of its finest and saddest tales. In ‘The Burrow’, a solitary mole-like creature has…Aug 5, 2022Aug 5, 2022
ShaziaA prayer for our women.Early mornings, before the world is awake, the women of my religion are on their mats, knees bruised from kneeling on the floor, wet eyes…Jul 26, 2022Jul 26, 2022
ShaziaSinnerWhat is prayer but a gathering of the shameless slave, who wants to announce his love for Him? Or is prayer an excuse to catch Him between…Jul 26, 2022Jul 26, 2022
