- Non-Erotic Poetry
- I Miss My Baba
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I love my Baba.
Faisal was his name.
A strong, bearded, dark-skinned man.
He raised me, his daughter, to be fearless.
Many think that Muslim fathers are brutes,
Oppressive figures who love their sons and despise their daughters,
This is not true,
I’ll always be my Baba’s Princess.
I am a Muslim woman who loves women.
My Muslim father not only accepted me,
He tried to fix me up with other girls.
He’s always been proud of me.
I miss my father so much.
Diabetes took him away.
Two years ago.
I was not ready.
I miss him so much.
One day I will marry,
Someone like myself,
A Muslim woman who loves women,
We shall name our son Faisal after my Baba.
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