A STATE OF LIMBO

give it all up

Volleyball was a large part of my life, until the day it stopped being fun. The slide was gradual but it happened, eventually, because there came a time when going to practice became a chore. Prepping for game day turned into an errand I didn't want to run. Teammates weren't enjoyable to be around. I… Continue reading A STATE OF LIMBO

SNAKES AND LADDERS

snakes and ladders

It took me years to learn how to play the flute. The curve was sharp because I was hostile towards the process from the outset. I thought the flute was too delicate and airy. And I wanted to play the drums instead. But the drums weren't available the day students were matched up with instruments… Continue reading SNAKES AND LADDERS

A HISTORY OF VIOLENCE

girl gang

It's been nearly a year since Coach took apart my jab and started to put it back together again. At the time, I thought boxing would be a phase because it was too intense and brutal. A discipline built on a foundation of violence. But instead, I have become more deeply entrenched in a world of… Continue reading A HISTORY OF VIOLENCE

LIKE A FUCKING METEOR

like a meteor

It happens to everyone: the periods of limbo. The inability to smoothly switch gears, which results in pulling off onto the shoulder of the highway we call life. We get pushed to the side because the odds weren't in our favour, or the muse got stuck in traffic, or we were too afraid to make… Continue reading LIKE A FUCKING METEOR

IT TAKES A VILLAGE

it takes a village

When I lived in Cairo, I volunteered at a local development organization established by Sudanese-born Fatima Idriss. The organization promoted the rights of refugees in Egypt. Part of their mission was to improve basic standards for displaced people—especially in impoverished neighborhoods where Egyptians and refugees co-existed. I helped with public relations and advocacy: developing donor reports, writing human… Continue reading IT TAKES A VILLAGE