Sadiyah Bashir (she/her) is a mom of two, an award-winning poet, and a Muslim Womxn’s Organizing Institute fellow. Her poetry has been featured in media outlets such as Al-Jazeera and the Washington Post. Her first self-published book entitled “Seven” explores trauma and triumph through the lens of Black Muslim womanhood. She can be found on all social media @sadiyahamb
I was born from a gossip spittle /My diet consists of eating trees / Flesh /And undoing advancements /I am a newer Medusa /Born with the proper eyes / but I choose the former stare /For tender strokes of madness comes from choosing /To do the wrong thing anyway /I was born from / Chaotic mouths /Their heartbeat resting in
Go to Post >> I am sinking, and there is a watch party of women who call themselvesmy kin placing bets on how good I’ll look at the bottom, or if the weightI’ve put on will push my body up to float. Surely, there are better ways to teachdaughters how to christen their own water. The daughters who do not survivebecome the rain. There
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