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She sees herself in black and white: No vibrant hues, no trace of life. No shade, no texture, spark of…
By Najet Miah 3rd Place Winner, Creative Writing Competition, 2019 NY MSA Showdown Editor’s Note: Muslim Youth Musings had the…
Go to any quotation site, and you’ll notice that most of the quotes come from famous people. However, whoever said…
Continued from Khawlah & the Newbie: Part 1 That’s my cue. Tucking my gum into the corner of my mouth…
It was a beautiful moonlit, starless night. I gazed out of the window and breathed in deeply. It all seemed…
The sun is beginning its farewell spectacle and reflects my bittersweet emotions…
As with any other night, exhaustion overcame me as I got ready for bed. Prayer, eh, it wasn’t exactly something…
Seven minute talk, just a seven minute talk. No big deal. Salah. Praying five times a day. That’s a good…
You are spit at, ripped off, flown and lit. But when I advocate for you, shout out the world for…
We want what we don’t have The more we have, the more we want, The grass is always greener on…
Queen, Jacks, Hearts, and Spades, My personality fades, In a world where exploitation is the exposition for every living respiration.…
Zayna pressed the piece of chalk deep into the warm black concrete, the chalk melting in her sweaty palm as…