Don’t Ban my Sanctuary

So Many Hats (or Veils)

mosque

There is a lot of talk about banning mosques and surveying Muslims in North America. Please, Don’t ban my sanctuary.

 

Do you know what a sanctuary is?

It’s a door that squeaks

And stairs that creak

Under the weight of your feet

 

 

Bare walls

A curtain torn

Mismatched carpets

Threadbare and worn

 

 

An open window

That lets in the breeze

And bird song

But keeps out the world’s cruelty

A mattress in the corner

And running water

 

 

A place named after a woman

Aisha..meaning: a woman alive

A place for women only

To shed their layers

…and their tears

 

 

This is my mosque

Where I wandered one day

Because I needed walls to cover my  raw open wounds

Where I doubled over on the ground;

The mattress was too high

Wondering if I’d ever breathe normally again

Where I fell asleep

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