‘Can You Really Be a Queer Muslim?’: Intersectionality and the Complexity of Identity
Love After Care: My Experience of Abuse and Homelessness, and Why We Need to Talk About Trauma
Dozens of adults who were paid to care for me instead abused me too, and I understood this as confirmation I was unlovable. It further normalised abuse. I thought that’s simply how life was for everyone and therefore that’s just how life would always be…
The Loneliness of a New City is Bittersweet: A Love Letter from London to Mumbai
London felt lonelier. To invoke Laing once again, ‘Loneliness, I began to realise, was a populated place: a city in itself. And when one inhabits a city, even a city as rigorously and logically constructed as Manhattan, one starts by getting lost’. Without a lover to call this city mine I was alone in a visible manner. On days I felt I wore it on my coats…