Sarah

“you will rise.
and are you less of a woman for this? no
what is woman?
woman is this—enduring.
listen girl, you will survive this–you will.
but what fool said you had to do it silently?
here is a tip—scream”
― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea

“when i love, it happens almost all at once.
it is inconsiderate, unrefined -
a child screeching in a supermarket
it's a thunderclap.
it is a small village blackout.
it is aphrodite rising from the sea foam, fully formed.”
― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea

“but tell me, who was it that made you dangerous?

it was no one.

it was me.


it was everyone.”
― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea

“but i want to ask her what is wrong with being dark and heavy
with your feet firmly on soil?”
― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea