How my mind takes me to different places and eras
and washes me in several cultures
around different people
people, all with opinions
and
I'm always the woman
I want to be
I am here
and
I'm somewhere where I'm not.
An extension of somewhere where I'm not, By Madiha Shams Khan
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Slow, she wakes up on a cold winter morning, wrapped in white sheets and light of a holy day untying her oiled braids ...
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Meet Reshma (like silk), my mother's sister, my khala. I never got the opportunity to meet her because she passed away at an early age o...
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