I am not a racist. But every time I see a head scarf, I don’t know what to call it or where to look. Every time I see a Muslim, I don’t know what to say or how to act. Just the word Muslim leaves me in mental disarray, because I don’t know what to think. [Terrorist?] And every time I board a plane and see a Muslim, I don’t know what to do but pray. But I am not a racist.
The news inspired me to write a poem, The Other Hijab, speaking to the impact of terrorism and anti-Muslim banter in the news. Ultimately, that poem transformed into a news article itself, taking center stage on the op-ed page of The Baltimore Sun.
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© 2016 Mirissa D. Price: A Dental Student, A Writer, A Journey to Share.