• Feminism

    On the Pulse of Mourning: Maya Angelou & Me

    I owe an apology to someone who, as of this morning, will never be able to hear it: Dr. Maya Angelou. A decade and a half ago, I was an adolescent attending secular public school after seven years of Islamic institutions. Our eighth grade literature textbook contained an excerpt from I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings: the chapter about Mrs. Flowers. As I…

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