Fatimah Asghar, a nationally touring poet, screenwriter, educator and performer, we are honored to share your work with our HocTok community. Thank you! Given the many roles and titles you have earned, we have to ask if you feel like your life is split in clear cut compartments at specific time intervals or do you see yourself as an artistic soul who translates reality to connect with various audiences everywhere? I’m an artist first, who worked in many different mediums. I like to hold to that. I don’t really love the way that we cling to genre so hard to define ourselves. In my best moments, I’m an artist who is porous enough to allow for a lot of different kind of expressions. |
photo by Cassidy Kristiansen |
these are my people & I find
them on the street & shadow through any wild all wild my people my people a dance of strangers in my blood the old woman’s sari dissolving to wind bindi a new moon on her forehead I claim her my kin & sew the star of her to my breast the toddler dangling from stroller hair a fountain of dandelion seed at the bakery I claim them too the sikh uncle at the airport who apologizes for the pat down the muslim man who abandons his car at the traffic light drops to his knees at the call of the azan & the muslim man who sips good whiskey at the start of maghrib the lone khala at the park pairing her kurta with crocs my people my people I can’t be lost when I see you my compass is brown & gold & blood my compass a muslim teenager snapback & high-tops gracing the subway platform mashallah I claim them all my country is made in my people’s image if they come for you they come for me too in the dead of winter a flock of aunties step out on the sand their dupattas turn to ocean a colony of uncles grind their palms & a thousand jasmines bell the air my people I follow you like constellations we hear the glass smashing the street & the nights opening their dark our names this country’s wood for the fire my people my people the long years we’ve survived the long years yet to come I see you map my sky the light your lantern long ahead & I follow I follow Source: Poetry (March 2017) |