The message is, overwhelmingly, that we Muslims are not welcome in the West. Yet, we are here, everywhere, invisible in big cities and small, until someone cuts us down.
How a race riot in New York state inspired a generation to reconsider America’s vulnerability to fascism.
Some women have trouble wanting, but my instincts were indistinguishable from my cravings. My wanting was the leash that pulled me through my life. Until one day the leash was off.
Growing up with the goddess figure as part of my South Asian tradition means I have a complicated relationship with repurposing the term as a symbol of female empowerment.
It is an intimate coupling of female narrative in imperfect lines, a female mastery of storytelling through textile.
I wonder if my grandfather knew the helicopters he helped to perfect would one day be used to surveil and oppress Black and Brown bodies.
Notes on two afternoons with the playwright who gave us Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? and The Zoo Story.
My response to sexual abuse and trauma had made people wonder. But the same response in the Ghomeshi complainants made people condemn.
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