i got on a ryanair flight, the flight attendant was doing the safety presentation and his vest didn’t inflate, you could tell he was praying that we knew how to swim
watching her be overlooked. my mama gave me a gift what many girls do not have— the ability to laugh when others think that my choices are not mine to make.
an arab guy made a joke that he would marry me and i wouldn’t have a say because he and my father would discuss it. i laughed. not because it was funny, but because of how absurd he was to ignore the women of my family. he and my father can discuss it all they want— but my moth-
mother— my mother is a force of nature. i am unafraid behind my mother. she is the reason that my decisions are mine to make, as not every decision of hers was hers to make. there is a silent beauty in being raised by the strongest woman i have ever met, but a deep pain in w-