The Unkown

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My Father

Hanging by a thread My father is not a father He is just a manStrange fruit, midnight moonsAn iron suit, and fist to match My father is not a fatherHe is a manSolid noons, and high tidesConstant, smoothAs the the […]

Salam, World!

Well, it’s that time of year again! Ramadan’s just around the corner, and chaos is present as everything comes into question. My faith, identity, and integrity have always been at war with each other within my self. The struggle of […]