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Imaam Al-Qazaali: Difaacihii waxyiga ka difaacay kibirka caqliga
Imaam Al-Qazaali: Difaacihii waxyiga ka difaacay kibirka caqliga Dr Nuur Hassan Qoraaga qormada Ingiriisiga ah ee laga soo turjumay. 24kii bisha May, waxaan qoray maqaal kooban oo ku...
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Hooyo
Gidaarkii dhaxantee Nafta gaadh u noqdee Aan ku hoos gam’ayaay Garabkii midigee Gadgadoonka aduun Marka aan ku gafeen Guuro fiirsi la’aan Gacan...
Assimilation
By Mohamedid Sheik They say assimilate—as if I have not walked these streets with purpose,as if my footsteps have not earned their...
A Year and a Little Over!
Translated by: MOHAMED-EID After a period filled with travel and a flood of continuous memories, I’ve spent a year and a little...
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Boqol jeer anaa gabay
Mohamed Eid Waxaan fadhiyay wajahada maqaaxi shaah oo ku taal magaalada Bloomington, markii aan si kadis ah ula kulmay waji aan igu...
Dareen
Dareen i lulaa i sudhan Qalbiga dakharbaa ku yaal Kal daacad ah oon jeclaa Duruuftuna riixdayoo Intii dabar lagu tigtigay La iga...
Sweet tender
Oh sweet and tender love, how fair thou art! Thou bringeth joy and peace to every heart. In thee we find a...
The Weight of Nowhere
I grew up under a bridge in Hargeisa. It wasn’t a home. It was just a slab of concrete where the forgotten...
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Hooyo
Gidaarkii dhaxantee Nafta gaadh u noqdee Aan ku hoos gam’ayaay Garabkii midigee Gadgadoonka aduun Marka aan ku gafeen Guuro fiirsi la’aan Gacan ii fidisee Gargaar ii noqotaay Hooyaday...
Dhirta
Dhirtu way is xigataa Is xanaanisaayoo Xididkeeda hoosay Xogaha iska siiyaan Dhibta iyo xadgudubkiyo Xayawaan jajabiyiyo Xooleheena daaqiyo Dadka xuladka galiyee Gudin...
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Sweet tender
Oh sweet and tender love, how fair thou art! Thou bringeth joy and peace to every heart. In thee we find a...
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Essays on Somali culture, public life, books, justice, and memory.
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Poems, gabay, and literary reflections shaped by feeling and language.
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Stories of migration, identity, home, and life across borders.
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Travel writing, place, memory, arrival, and distance.
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Imaam Al-Qazaali: Difaacihii waxyiga ka difaacay kibirka caqliga
Imaam Al-Qazaali: Difaacihii waxyiga ka difaacay kibirka caqliga Dr Nuur Hassan Qoraaga qormada Ingiriisiga ah ee laga soo turjumay. 24kii bisha May,...
Hooyo
Gidaarkii dhaxantee Nafta gaadh u noqdee Aan ku hoos gam’ayaay Garabkii midigee Gadgadoonka aduun Marka aan ku gafeen Guuro fiirsi la’aan Gacan...
Assimilation
By Mohamedid Sheik They say assimilate—as if I have not walked these streets with purpose,as if my footsteps have not earned their...
A Year and a Little Over!
Translated by: MOHAMED-EID After a period filled with travel and a flood of continuous memories, I’ve spent a year and a little...
The Other Road
When Yassin first set foot on American soil, he believed he was stepping into his future. The air smelled different, crisp with...
Jidka Iga Tallaabi—Sheeko Gaaban
Tan iyo dhalashadaydii indhaha waxba ka ma arkin, mar kasta oo carruurta qayrkay ah aan eray is dhaafsannana, waxay i xasuusin jireen...
Boqol jeer anaa gabay
Mohamed Eid Waxaan fadhiyay wajahada maqaaxi shaah oo ku taal magaalada Bloomington, markii aan si kadis ah ula kulmay waji aan igu...
The Weight of Nowhere
I grew up under a bridge in Hargeisa. It wasn’t a home. It was just a slab of concrete where the forgotten...
Dear America
Dear America, As a Somali American, I want to share a perspective on racism that might feel both familiar and foreign to...
Fariinta Gabayga “Tallan”
Gabayga “Tallan” wuxuu si qoto dheer uga hadlayaa halganka nololeed, rajo-beelka, iyo dhibta ay la kulmaan bulshooyinka hoos yimaada cadaadis siyaasadeed iyo...
Habits
Three Habits That Add No Value to Your Life and Can Harm Your Well-being if They Become Addictive In today’s fast-paced world,...
The forgotten ones
Part 6: Coming Home and Finding His Voice Isma’il returned home after a couple of years in Kenya, his heart heavy with...
The Forgotten Ones
Part 5: The Breaking Point The breaking point came the night Isma’il attended a school dance party. This wasn’t the first time...
The Forgotten Ones
Part 4: A Mirror Of Insecurity The argument started over something as simple as shoes. Isma’il had asked for a new pair...
The forgotten ones
Part 3: The Threat of Dhaqan Celis The more Ismail tried to connect with his Somali roots, the more he felt the...
The forgotten Ones
Part 2: The Disconect By the time Ismail entered high school, the feeling of being caught between two worlds had only deepened....
The forgotten ones
Part 1: The Arrival Ismail had little memory of the trip to America, but his parents’ stories painted vivid pictures. His mother...
Passengers of the Unseen
With just the steady hum of the train to be heard in the darkly lighted compartment, the train rumbled across the countryside....
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