Damage

When I was younger, someone took a knife to my clitoris and cut out a small but significant part of me. I blamed my mother. I despised her. I loved her.

Mariya Karimjee
Jan 14, 2015 · 41 min read
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Washington D.C., July 2010

Karachi, 1995

Washington D.C., July 2010

Houston, 2004

Cypress, Texas, between 2003 and 2005

Washington D.C., July 2010

South Hadley, Massachusetts, 2006–2008

Washington D.C., July 2010

Washington D.C., July 2010

New York City, April 2011 — Boston, June 2012

Karachi, July 2012

Karachi, Pakistan, March, 2014

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Real True Stories (and how they happen)

Mariya Karimjee

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Freelance writer in Karachi. Trying to figure out how I fit into this world. I love coffee, bite my finger nails, and am always planning vacations.

The Delacorte Review

Real True Stories (and how they happen)

Mariya Karimjee

Written by

Freelance writer in Karachi. Trying to figure out how I fit into this world. I love coffee, bite my finger nails, and am always planning vacations.

The Delacorte Review

Real True Stories (and how they happen)

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