Inside the mind of an immigrant
I despise myself what about you I’m very hard to love maybe you should leave me too. I am not special so please don’t praise me like that or else I’ll fall in love with myself all over again. How do you not see these scars and this imperfect flesh? Why would anyone love me … Continue reading Do you still want me?
I cried to the earth and told her how broken I was she gently cradled me into her lap and told me she was broken into pieces and only then had she become a refuge for us. Pan-Gaia(Many people assume that I spelled pangea wrong. No, I didn't. In Greek mythology Pan is the god … Continue reading Pan-Gia
The air is so humid that I can barely breathe. Sweat is pouring down my body like a river down a mountain. The electricity has been gone for the past five hours and according to our neighbors, a transformer exploded and it'll take forever to repair it. We've been without electricity before but not for … Continue reading The first time I gave up
Speaking Punjabi means you're illiterateso I started speaking English Pakistanis are extremistsso I became American Muslims are terroristsso I converted to atheism Brown is such an ugly colorso I lightened my skin You throw like a girlso I wanted to be a boy Women are weak and emotionalso I begged for the XY chromosome No … Continue reading Speaking Punjabi means you’re illiterate
I sat on the ground with my broken pieces shattered around. Blood was dripping from the sky and Allah was watching me cry. Tears were slowly streaming and the winds were screaming. The mountain I was trying to climb to reach the heavens of desire and love broke into pieces and I fell from above. … Continue reading The battle of righteousness!
