It was a regular morning during the pandemic when there was nothing to wake up for, nowhere to go, and…
By Najet Miah 3rd Place Winner, Creative Writing Competition, 2019 NY MSA Showdown Editor’s Note: Muslim Youth Musings had the…
Hajj… Now that I’m back, my friends ask, “How was it?” Each time, it’s hard to explain. I don’t even…
I wonder if it’s worth it, brushing the dust off an old atlas to show you where I came from.
One year ago, at around midnight on election night, I sat in the back corner of a local restaurant and…
I sit here and try to write, but it comes up as a blank. You would think that it would…
We step onto the stage, just me and my classmate. We’d been through three levels of improv class together, and…
From the precise arrangement of petals on a rose to the face of the lake that glitters in the sunlight, the beauty witnessed in the life around us is a gift for which we owe gratitude.