plymouth canton

From Plymouth, MI, USA:

“My first crush was a girl named Deona in middle school. I remember trying to convince myself that she was just really nice and it didn’t mean anything. I felt so left out whenever my friends talked about guys they liked. I really wanted to gush to them about how amazing Deona was.

Being Desi and being born into a very religious Christian family, marrying a man was what was expected of me. No one ever talked about being queer. I remember bringing up LGBTQ+ issues to my friends and family hoping that someone, anyone, would feel the same way I did. I only got blatant homophobia in return. I was told that “the West” was changing me. I suppressed what I felt and never talked to anyone about the girls I liked. I just seemed like an overly passionate ally of the LGBTQ+ community. My friends spend so much time suggesting different guys to me and I kept rejecting them. They thought I just wasn’t a “relationship person” and I went along with it. It was easier than coming out and losing everyone I cared about.

It took me until senior year of high school to stop hiding my sexuality. I told my best friend about it and she told me it might just be a phase. I was heartbroken, but I didn’t say anything; I was kind of hoping it was a phase, too. Senior year was also when I started learning about Islam. I ended up converting.  The week after, I went to my first Muslim event – my high school MSA banquet. The speaker, Dawud Walid, thought it was appropriate to bring up homosexuality and he used the word “disgusting” to describe it. I remember sitting in the audience trying so hard not to break down and ended up leaving shortly after. I never talked to anyone about my sexuality after that. I tried to distance myself from the Muslim community and barely went to the masjid. Whenever I talked about being queer and Muslim, I felt like I was putting people in an uncomfortable position of choosing between me and Islam. I spent the next year and a half with a lot much shame and self hatred.

I ended up meeting the founder of this project this year, who introduced me to other queer people in my area. It finally felt like I belonged somewhere. I didn’t feel the need to be ashamed of who I was anymore – a queer, Muslim, Indian woman.”


Um why did no one tell me that plymouth canton had it goin on last year??

Tied with Timber Creek 09 for my favorite use of singing in an indoor percussion show.

Damn son.

Like at least listen to 3:30-4:30


My senior year at Plymouth Canton. This is our community performance from 2009. It was called Waiting. I loved this show and it was a great year with these girls.