Give your daughters difficult names. Give your daughters names that command the full use of the tongue. My name makes you want… — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
“Your daughter is ugly. She knows loss intimately, carries whole cities in her belly. As a child, relatives wouldn’t hold her. She… — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
To my daughter I will say, ‘when the men come, set yourself on fire.’ — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love. — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
“the year of letting go, of understanding loss. grace. of the word ‘no’ and also being able to say ‘you are not kind’. the year of humanity/humility. when the whole world couldn’t get out of bed. everyone i’ve met this year, says the same thing ‘you are so easy to be around, how do you do that?’. the year i… — Warsan Shire Copy Share
How far have you walked for men who've never held your feet in their laps? — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
And you tried to change, didnt you? Closed your mouth more. Tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake¦ You cant make homes… — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
I’m overwhelmed. My biggest downfall is my brightest blessing, I feel too much, all the time. Ya Allah, if it’ll keep my heart soft,… — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
“you were like an ulcer on the inside of my cheek that my tongue could not stop touching. loving you was like watching a… — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
Essentially, if our secrets are secrets because we are told to be ashamed, then we must share them. There is no shame in being… — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself - what you're wearing, who you're around, what you're doing. Recreate and repeat. — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
Every mouth you’ve ever kissed was just practice. All the bodies you’ve ever undressed and ploughed in to were preparing you for me. I… — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
My alone feels so good, I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude. — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
“i give myself five days to forget you. on the first day i rust. on the second i wilt. on the third day i… — Warsan Shire Copy Share Image
