I sound like a broken record, a chorus stopping and staring from apathy to tired tears. DJed by a neglected needle of a dusty player that hasn’t turned off since 9/11. The lights in Vegas will never shine as bright as they did in Viva Las Vegas, or as they did before Stephen Paddock’s domestic terrorism […]
Author: Yasmine Badaoui
Yasmine is a hyphenated human who writes strange fiction and bad poetry while juggling her two children. Her work has appeared in Khaber Khaslan, Missmuslim, Paper Mag and sisterhood. She is contributing Editor at the Civil Arab.
Dancing is Haram
Flashback: I am nine years old and spend the summer listening to hip-hop with my cousins. We play 400 (Arabic card game) and eat Flaming Hot Cheetos while inhaling secondhand hookah smoke. When September hits and Islamic school opens up for the year, I bravely share my summer with our chadored ‘sister’ (teacher) that posed the […]