The day had arrived to go back to school Freezing winds were nippy and cruel All of a sudden as if a switch had flipped on The birds in the forest were no longer gone Read on

I attended the Atlanta March for Social Justice & Women Saturday with my mother and a few people who go to my mosque. President Trump, this is what democracy looks like. Read on

This will not be the last time you feel like this. There will be days your body feels more crumpled mistake than masterpiece. Read on

Today I had the pleasure of attending one of the most uplifting events I’ve ever been to in my life. This was the Atlanta March for Social Justice & Women. Read on

The wooden stairs creak more My edges grow, leave, and grow again Nostalgia becomes a person who haunts my daydreams... Read on

I like to compare Obama's presidency with how my mom takes care of me and my siblings. Theoretically, the rest of the nation would be my siblings. Obama nurtured and looked after America, just as my mom nurtures and looks after me. Read on