Haram

I eat my dinner with my hands
A monster I am.
Short, brown, defiant
Pugnacious.
My headscarf hides a million tiny bruises.
My dialect reaches from India to Egypt,
Pakistan.
Educated in Koran
I carry no grenades
No suicidal ambitions.
All my children are gone.
I just want to be your sister.
To make love in the dark.

By Raymond Enisuoh

Imtiaz Dharker
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Moniza Alvi
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