I’ve been trying to collect myself. I’ve been told to take it easy. But self…
Aar na dhagayso oo waa dambiye. Maadaama aanu qofku iskii u dambaabin, miyaanay cadayn marka uu dambaabayo in shookaanta loo hayo?
be careful now…
for the trees are no longer safe.
seeking a sense of belonging
It is a well-known fact that when using a pestle and mortar, we will always find amidst the fine powder one perfectly untouched pod.
I refuse to sit with it, to make small talk
I am done writing about it,
giving it my undivided attention, to bathe in it
sometimes I look at the moment
when I coughed up small parts of my soul
love is a funny thing,
how it anchors itself into your heart,
and leaves you helpless,
like a fish on a hook just waiting to be reeled in.
WASIMA FARAH (Artist) is a 17-year old visual artist based in St. Paul, Minnesota, whose…
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Oh media, we have no knowledge except that which you’ve bestowed upon us! Their truth remains stained by your falsified fiction; in the Society of the Concealed Sun, the shadows provide the only truth you know.