The perfect Hijabi
Hijabi, a woman who wears the hijab,
Hijabi, a woman frowned upon in this world,
Hijabi, a woman looked down upon by her community.
She tugs at the ends of my hijab, thinking about how she ...
Blooming Moons: 2 Poems by Simra Shadood
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ornate
[herᆞgrade 5]
“Tomorrow is Eid, so school will be closed. It’s a Muslim holdiay. Is anyone here Muslim?”
silence.
“Anyone? Does anyone know about Eid?”
followed by silence.
“Okay, ...
Blooming Moons: 2 Poems by Aieshah Ashfer
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Confidence
“You’re so quiet!”
“Since when did you become so shy?”
“You need to speak up louder, please.”
These were the things she heard all day.
At school,
at home,
from her ...
Blooming Moons: 2 Poems by Ariti Gani
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Little Girl
Little girl smiling so bright her eyes shining and full of joy
The strangers who pass can see the gaps in her teeth,
As she laughs with her brother while their mother is buying groceries
Don’t ...
Blooming Moons: a Poem by Ayat Elbahlaoui
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Treehouse-dwellers
We are foreigners.
We live in these houses,
yet have no home.
In the same neighbourhood,
with little expectation of neighbourliness.
In this diverse city,
yet not ...
Blooming Moons: a Poem by Ariana Nazem
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A Helping Hand
Faith is always there
Rescuing me in lonely times
My one guiding light
Eid morning
Waking up on Eid morning
stays the same
There is the familiar wave of nostalgia
When ...
Blooming Moons: 2 Poems by Areej Arif
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Where the walls echo the laughter of the dinner table
Where the walls echo the laughter of the dinner table
Where the sun stains the counter, beming through the window
Where the floor imprints our every ...
Blooming Moons: 2 Poems by Aina Marzia
Blooming Moons
dream in which the world stays the same except for me
In the dream, I’m smaller, more tolerable. I’m better
at making flower crowns, my room is always clean,
and I can keep up with the rate ...
Blooming Moons: 2 Poems by Michelle Masood
Blooming Moons
I’ve been thinking about a question that a poet I love, Bhanu Kapil, poses in her hybrid poetry collection, The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers—How will we begin / How will we live now? In “Blooming ...
Blooming Moons Editor’s Note by Sarah Fathima Mohammed
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