A Ramadan Reflection on Belonging

by Nadiah Mohajir As I continue to work with diverse Muslim communities, I am blessed with being trusted with so many stories. These stories may be extremely painful, often full of heartbreak or betrayal. Others may be inspiring, a reminder of the resilience of human...

Mother’s Day in Georgia

The author of this poem has chosen to remain anonymous Day 7 and I find myself in a foggy cloud of worry. Discomfort. Restlessness. My headphones blast Allahu Allahu from my Ramadan playlist as I waddle off the airplane with my travel pillow in arm. My friend’s...