Artwork by Manzel Bowman It was almost the same everyday. Wake up. In the dark she folds her blanket, places it in the center, then rolls up the mattress, hoists it to her shoulder and […]

Artwork by Manzel Bowman It was almost the same everyday. Wake up. In the dark she folds her blanket, places it in the center, then rolls up the mattress, hoists it to her shoulder and […]
Before reading I kindly ask that you take a moment, twenty-four minutes and fifty-three seconds to be exact, to watch the full documentary with the link provided below. Watch it not only for the […]
Artwork by Hanadi Alqurashi She barely hides her smile as she unfastens her earrings. Reaching for the lights she lets the end of her toub slide across the floor, a tease for him though he […]
A year, ten months and thirteen days have passed. And your youngest son has decided to marry. Jokingly they call me ‘ام العريس / mother of the groom’, and while I keep smiling I grimace […]
A month has passed since I came back to Sudan. I’ve kept mostly silent through out social media during this time. Partly due to immediately being submerged into family duties & formalities but mostly from […]
Her favorite thing, her favorite thing was looking into her mothers eyes, at how they crinkled at the sides, and just knowing that all was right That she could run, she could skip she could […]