Betty, you’ll have to speak for yourself. — Juanita Poitier Betty churned with rage, grief, and despair in her early widowhood. The beasts had slunk from their pit and robbed her of her hero, provider, and spiritual counselor. They had robbed her children of their father, her family of its…Read More
When I first began writing a story whose protagonist was the victim of date rape, my intention was to clarify that any social stigmas attached to such a woman are unjust and outlandish. In my naivety, I thought that these stigmas only existed in conservative cultures where marriage within the…Read More
<< From the AltMuslimah Archives >> Mehded Maryam Sinclair’s YA novel When Wings Expand is a beautiful account of a young girl’s process of coming to terms with her mother’s death.Read More
On February 27, 2015 at 6:00pmEST/9:00pm PST, altMuslimah (“altM”) hosted the #MuslimWomenArts Twitter chat. This conversation was a prelude to a celebration of Muslim Women Artists at altM’s 6th birthday on March 8th, hosted by Princeton Muslim Life in Princeton, NJ. We were joined by Aisha Saeed, a rising literary star…Read More
Altmuslimah speaks with author Irfana Khan about her upcoming children’s book, “Zainab is Different.”Read More
In 2012, Ayesha Mattu and Nura Maznavi released Love, InshAllah – The Secret Love Lives of American Muslim Women, hoping to spur a “more compassionate and respectful intra-faith dialogue” about relationship complexities within the Muslim community.Read More
In the first book of the Read with Meaning series, Mezba Mahtab employs his celebrated technique of using Legos to tell stories from the Qur’an. This book conveys the story of Chapter 18, entitled “The Cave” (known as Surah Al-Kahf). Mahtab’s creative spin on Qur’anic storytelling is bound to spark the imaginations of Muslim children and adults alike, and is very effective in driving home the lessons of this Surah.Read More
I missed out on a lot of things in elementary school. My name was never the same as a character in one of our story time books. I never basked in the temporary fame that came in the form of a mass classmate stare-down as the teacher read my name aloud from a book. Santa Claus never brought me presents and the Easter Bunny never brought me chocolates.Read More
A full moon hung low one North Carolina night. Omar ibn Said was on the run from his South Carolina master who had almost beaten him to death a month earlier. When Omar came upon a church, he whispered “Praise Allah” under his breath. He took ablutions by the well in the churchyard and then entered the sanctuary to perform his Islamic prayers.
A young white boy saw him walk inside. Men on horseback with a pack of dogs quickly arrived to snatch Omar, mid-prostration, off to jail.