Quotes by : Diriye Osman

The only seed that needs regular watering is our imagination.

She was a spiky teenager rebelling against the soul-suck mirror reflected back at her in her mother’s....

Who do I write for? I thought about this again and again over the next few days until the answer crystalized....

Home is in my hair, my lips, my arms, my thighs, my feet and my hands. I am my own home. And when I wake....

As her body expanded so did her interior landscape. She imagined minarets, skyscrapers, entire cities....

I wear makeup and I don dramatic attire because I like control. I’m not interested in controlling others....

In the Somali culture many things go unsaid: how we love, who we love and why we love that way. I don't....

I want you to know that life will try to crack you like an egg and your silence will eventually break.....

There was once a house built out of memories and inside this house lived a woman called The Memory Snatcher.....

I've always loved being gay. Sure, Kenya was not exactly Queer Nation but my sexuality gave me joy. I....