Loss

I call. You’re stone. / One day you’ll look and find I’m gone. – Poetry of the Pashtun Women

landay

You sold me to an old man, father.
May God destroy your home, I was your daughter.

Reposted from Poetry Magazine.

Eliza Griswold offers this stunning and intimate examination of the landay, the poetic form important to the Pashtun women who live in Afghanistan and Pakistan.  The landay is their secret weapon of rebellion, said or sung back and forth among female intimates.  Griswold includes the story of Rahila Muska, the  Afghan teen who took her own life in 2010 by setting herself on fire.  Read the compelling story here.  

Categories: Loss, Rebelling, Sister Sirens

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