Queer muslim Stories

Seniha's head throbbed, heavy and numb. She rubbed heavy circles into her temples and leaned deeper into the couch. She should really sleep more. Her headache knew her better than most of her friends did with how often she found herself accompanied by it. Every day, same hour, without a mistake. Right when the sun reached the top, her migraines came to visit. To be honest, even this nauseating headache felt homely at this...