Flower on the Ground

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Her skin stained with bruises
Her mind fills with clouds
Her face blue with punches
She is an unusual flower on the ground

The Heartwarming Winter in Afghanistan

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I hate winter’s icy cold weather, the lack of equipment, the sea of mud it creates afterwards, but I love the warmth winter brings to people’s hearts and how it brings people closer.

How Women Feed the Patriarchy

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A child dictated to his mother how his older sister should dress and threatened to kill his sister if she didn’t, and his mother found it entertaining.

On Killing the Cartoonists

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Charlie Hebdo’s staff knew what they were doing; they knew the risk they were taking and I think they thoughtfully made cartoons to outrage Muslims, which succeeded, and led to their own deaths.

An Eternal Journalist

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My voice does not shake when I speak
I look in your eyes
And ask my questions
Standing upright like Hindu Kush

The Dishonored Honor of Paghman

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“I can’t help but to imagine what the household men felt when they heard their women’s screams and crying while they were raped by thieves. Probably it’s the worst punishment for a man to see his honor get dishonored. God damn these rapists; they should be punished to death.”

My Glass Bangles Jingle on Eid

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My glass bangles sing out
To remind me that Eid is here

Ocean of Love and Death

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The blue ocean seems dark to the eyes of a disappointed heart.
The ocean bears no beauty but loss.

My Father, Conqueror of My Heart

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Here’s the truth behind an Afghan man
But let me not tell you,
Let me show you.

When We Were Kings and Queens

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When I think of my childhood, I remember the old days
when I was a little girl, with black braided hair like goat horns.