Bobbie Ali

Leaving Pakistan, she smiled back at the no-nonsense woman at the security checkpoint who waved her through, “Mashallah, your outfit is beautiful, sister!”, she exclaimed. “I hope you come back soon.” She thought how 10 years ago, she didn’t...

Nora hated hearing Matt’s friends refer to that girl as a “snack”, as if a woman was a tasty meal to be consumed.  But if the girl she watched him take to the hotel was a snack, then she herself...

“Lucky, you hear that?”  I ask as I pull the pillow over my head, awakening from a restless sleep. I look over at Lucky, who climbs over to me and nuzzles my cheek, and I scratch behind his ears.  I try...