That ubiquitous and perpetual scarf
Represents the commitment to Allah in
her heart
and, (regardless of my level of
religious tolerance)
Between the two of us, a cold keeping
of distance.
How can I say we're friends if I don't
even know what she looks like?
But she helped me realize that isn't
quite right,
That I'm always trying to look at
people stripped of culture,
and that everything I'm seeing is the
real her.
How can I say we're friends if I cannot
appreciate
That as much as I am my writing, she's
her faith?
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