In an odd way, I feel like I have just become Muslim for the very first time. I have made it my New Year’s resolution to focus myself and return to the very basics of faith, and establish myself as a seeker of my own relationship with God, independent of my mother or father or my family history, or what people know me as or what people assume about me as a woman in hijab.

I want to go back to the Nile. I was there before, but that feels like eons ago. I want to go back to the Nile. I have always loved rivers and running water, and so, I want to go back and witness its glory for myself again. It has been too long. I can … Continue reading poetry// the Nile