A few months ago I posted about a poetry project I was going to be involved in, a project that combined poetry and artwork. Twenty-five local poets wrote identity poems, however they decided to define “identity”, and Sughra Hussainy, an
Afghanistan
Her name is Sughra, it means “small”, which is fitting as her head barely reaches my shoulder. She speaks softly and tells us her story. How when she tells people she’s Afghan she has to immediately follow with, “I’m not
