A healing child

Trigger warning! Contains details of physical abuse and mentions sexual abuse. This Ramadan… I am reminded of Ramadan many moons ago… I am reminded of my tiny preteen body… Fasting… Washing clothes under the big tree… The instruction was clear: don’t you dare eat or drink anything before you have prayed! As soon as I …

Tariikh iyo Dardaran

Salaligi saladaa oo laban so kuman ilmenin siduu yahay dhabti hooyadey? Aan ku waramee walal horta barasho wanagsan, waxan ahay inaan dhalatay waa uu haradku yara jawiguna wacnaa. Lamane is jecel dhashodu sadaxad ban ahaa. Imtixanka aduun inta eey hooyadeey so martay kolkan afar uqeybino, rubuc qeybtis ban aniguu so maray. Aan korka kaga maree, …

Manifesto of the robbery

Perhaps the aching joints are the manifesto of suppressed emotions… For all the times I’ve exploded in my loneliness… For the times I wrapped myself around a thorn bush-lava disguised as a huMan… For the broken chair I had to fix People of age should know better than take a seat on a child’s chair… …

Present within myself

the mind played a horror movie last night… today I say, look at your hands Demons from the past, I am no longer there. nothing was taken that I didn’t take back.my name, my peace, my spirit. present within myself, see I am at peace this I confess with an ease I am she, the …

Why

But Why? Why can’t you forgive? because you disclosed rotten seeds within me… Some I thought I could hide with thick kajol liner and dark lips. Some I learned to shelter behind, the glasses… The worst of them all you unveiled cracks I wasn’t aware of… Now look what you got me doing?! To the …

My self love is not about you

Be offended or don’t be. Just don’t feel Even sightly entitled in my presence. The Roars of love declaration for my self Are not arrogance. it is the metal belt swung on my flesh I am wiping off… It is my Hut blown in-front of my infant Eyes and the shookth little brain of mine …