Louise Glück, from a poem titled "Landscape," featured in Averno: Poems, originally published in 2006

Juliette Drouet, from a letter to Victor Hugo, featured in My Beloved Toto: Letters

— Surah At-Talaq, Qur’an 65:2-3

Cameron Awkward-Rich,  from "The Child Formerly Known As _________"

Sue zhao/Ryan O'Connell

there it goes - maisie peters

Trista Mateer, from "Aphrodite Made Me Do It," originally published in 2024

by Dmitriy Aseev

Inside every person is a story they wish to forget

– Faraj Bou al-Isha (b. 1956), “Wait” translated from the Arabic by Khaled Mattawa in: “Poems for the Millennium. Book of North African Literature”, edited by Pierre Joris and Habib Tengour

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— Every Day, David Levithan

It was was said that when our Prophet, sallalahu alayhi wa salam, passed away, Bilal was not even able to say his name during the adthan without stuttering and crying. It was said about Imam Malik, that the colour of his skin used to change at the mention his name. I want to love my Prophet like that. I want to cry when he is mentioned, and miss him the way I’m supposed to miss him. I want to love him more than I’ve loved anyone else. I say that I do, but I want to internalize that love and I want it to affect me physically. Because love isn’t real unless it’s infused in your blood and your heart. Because there is no success without loving him more than you love yourself.

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For verily, the love of Allāhﷻ, is the ultimate goal.

~ Jelaluddin Rumi رَحْمَۃُ اللہ عَلَیہ

— Iain Thomas