“I wanted to understand my family’s pull toward faith because I don’t feel that pull.”
Indo-Caribbean women bring to light an issue that used to be confined behind closed doors.
A community’s struggle to define and uplift the legacy of Malcolm X.
He’d gotten used to the routine of filling out the job applications: name, address, past positions, done. But then came that deadly box, ‘Have you ever been convicted of a crime or felony?’
‘But what has happened in our era? If just one vocal daring woman steps forth and speaks of the inequalities of the age and criticizes the establishment, especially those who hold authority, then she is immediately muzzled!’
‘Pastor says / abstain, says sins of the flesh, says hell. But when we see the boys / with their strong corded necks that make us crazy, we want and we do not.’
Such atonalities / caught floating through four centuries / in flagrant delicto bear witness
Queens temples break from Western architecture and remake old buildings into new spaces for divine encounters
Do I get hungry? Yes, that’s the point.
I recall the monkey god’s gaze at the Ganapati Temple and my own impulsive desire to offer him a coconut.
In Jersey City’s India Square, the Hindu holiday is tempered and celebrated privately.
“What makes it halal is the meat.”
“In the Pakistan I grew up in, women prayed at home. Mosques were the kingdom of men.”
Do I get hungry? Yes, that’s the point.
“Surah Rahman and Surah Yasin. Very, very powerful!”
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