The Name is quite a quandary, Constantly collecting curators. An identifier oft identified incorrectly, Ourselves the biggest perpetrators. “Hi, my name is Amal,” I said, “Just like a shopping mall.” Though reality disagreed within, I swayed to society’s call. For a year wandering lost, Unfamiliar and alone, Scraping by and trailing exhaust, Too willing to…
Assalamualaikum everyone (may the peace and blessings of God be upon you), Welcome to the Spring 2019 Al-Talib Newsmagazine Print Issue. My name is Nadiyah and I had the honor to serve as this year’s Editor-in-Chief. I want to emphasize serve because it goes back to the root of our organization which is to serve…
Image Credit: Nida Choudary The beginnings of Islamic poetry lie with the beginnings of Islam itself. Poetry was already a huge oral tradition in Arab culture before Islam. Much of pre-Islamic poetry was concerned with tribal life and used to earn honor for one’s tribe. It was also romantic in nature and explored daily tribal…
Growing up, I noticed my skin was different from the people I was surrounded with. I didn’t understand the color of my skin or why it made me innately less than. I didn’t know why a boy told me my skin resembled feces or why that meant I should be treated like I was from…
Me Too How long is long enough? How much will finally be enough? How do we get to a point where you’ve stopped treating us women like property and our bodies like a prize that doesn’t have to be won? When does it end? When will the harassment stop? When will our mothers and…
A fight for what’s right A turn from what’s wrong, Love’s what makes us strong. A broken heart doesn’t stop me But disrespect from my boss? I disagree, Love’s what makes us strong. Being told I can’t study science is a disgrace, Who’s to tell me where’s my place? Love’s what makes us…
Waiters carry champagne to and fro. Guests laugh and dance gaily under the radiance of the moon. Fireworks keep her tired eyes open, Painting the night with white, green and pink. Inside, a couple argues over an affair Men keep tabs on women especially drunk. Cigarette butts and ashes litter the lawn. Finally, dinner is…
It won’t be long, before they find out. Why I sit in my room, and cry and pout. A week from today I’ll have moved away, I want to stay and be with you; I pray. My passion and love lie with you. How could you fall for someone else? Was your love untrue?…
Unthreatened Today I cried I cried at the perversion of my دين I cried at the tarnishing of اسلام At the taboo of the word religion And the scoffs at the word God I cried for the degradation of my faith And the disappearance of unity I cried because it feels like there are so…
