A new spoken word piece by Shahroz Beautiful child, beautiful child Whoever told you that you weren’t beautiful is a liar Every man and woman judges...
Last night, after isha prayer, people in the masjid broke up into the circles that they always do, socializing and tending to different issues. One of...
I was stunned. These assorted treasures must be worth a small fortune. Where had they come from? Were they my father’s share of the Haddad family...
As I approached I slowed, and finally stopped at the driveway, in the exact spot where - long ago - our family car had exploded with...
“A’aight,” Rashid said. “Just throw down like you do. They probly gon’ come at us on the mainline, so keep yo’ back to the wall. When...
If you’re over the age of 20, then chances are that you already have a healthy cynicism for the attention span of people younger than you....
The judge stared at me for a long moment through bushy white eyebrows, then said, "I believe you, young man. I see a lot of desperate...
I was a wreck. I’d forget customers’ orders, drop things, and once I came to work barefoot. I was afraid to look in the faces of...
Inaya’s Struggle Inaya is sixteen years old. She’s memorized Qur’an and is an inspiration to youth and adults alike. She’s inspired other girls to wear hijab...
I was utterly happy. Lena did not become Muslim, but I kept believing that it would happen in time. And I ignored the signs that something...
