Inside the mind of an immigrant
I didn’t know that even with so many words, I would lose my voicehow did I become so silent when loving you was a choice?I thought you’d help me heal, but the wound was so deepthat when I opened myself to you, I drowned deeper in this seaI didn’t know that loving you this much … Continue reading Love and the wound
It's when you’re drowning and you can't seem to float you’re trying to speak but the words are clogged in your throat. Your lips tremble and a tear rolls down your cheek you’re supposed to be strong but every fiber in you seems weak. Your thoughts are racing at a speed you can't count butterflies … Continue reading What is anxiety?
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!
I'm sitting on the wooden benches, in Astoria Blvd, waiting for the Manhattan-bound N train. It’s so cold outside that vapor comes out of my mouth every time I take a breath. The tips of my fingers are frozen, and I blow into them every five minutes to keep them warm. It's snowing and raining … Continue reading Comfort of a ghost
But I am not God! I know, but you can be the answer to someone else's call you can be the net to someone else's fall. You can be the shade to someone else's rain and you can be the salve to someone else’s pain. You don't need to be a superhero to wipe away … Continue reading But I am not God!
