‘Can You Really Be a Queer Muslim?’: Intersectionality and the Complexity of Identity
Grieving The Parent Who Never Was: Reflecting on My Absent Father’s Suicide
Being raised by a single mother is its own type of grief. You mourn the loss of any father-daughter dance, bite your tongue when people ask you what you got your dad for Father’s Day, wish it wasn’t just you at home to explain to your mother how iTunes works. But this grief was something that I was always willing to carry for two reasons…