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Issue 5 | Do You Understand Me?: |
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Nothing owns me but the wind and the salted shore. I write because it is survival. I write because it is the beginning of my being and the entrance of dawns I await with patient irreverence. Words are the only honor I am certain of in a world where honor means less each day. I give thanks to my many mothers and to God Allah for granting me the blessing of a voice sharp and fierce as the battles we each of us face. May each of you find your strength and your passion. |
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