Wadia Samadi These streets are mine as much as they are yours; Let me walk freely. Don’t “compliment” my body….
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Bold Voices: A Brief History of Women’s Rights Movement in Afghanistan
Humaira Saqeb Read the first part of this essay here. Not a weak willow to tremble with the winds As…
Waiting for Eid
Shabana Stanekzai The woman is waiting for Eid by the window So that she can break her hundred-year-old fast of…
I will not break
Arefa Amiry I sprouted from the blood of Rabia.* Even if they cut my stems and leaves a hundred times…
A Letter to My Fellow Afghan Women
Khadija Moradi Salaam Sister, In our land, time and space are pregnant with anger and violence. Violation of others’ rights,…
Where will you find refuge?
Arefa Baharat Saber This poem is for Manizha, a young Afghan girl who was raped by her father in Nimruz,…
Never Silent: A Brief History of Women’s Rights Movement in Afghanistan
Humaira Saqeb Part I When we analyze Afghan women’s struggle for their freedom in all its glory, we notice one…
Time to break our silence
Wadia Samadi Silence: the prevailing language of Afghan women. Our grandmothers were silenced; our mothers were silenced. It is time…
Stones of honor
Shabana Stanekzai They threw stones at me Their bodies less holy than my own. They were lost in lust and…
Afghan women are paving the way for future athletes
Marzia Nawrozi This week, Afghanistan’s Kimia Yusufi competed against the best of the best at the 100-meter heat at the…