What is the future? Who dreams it? And whose dreams become “natural” human progression, even if the process of building that one precious utopia leaves someone lingering — beyond the wall, within the shadows, on the precipe?
When co-founding The Drinking Gourd, I aimed to create a digital and literary space for Black Muslims. I don’t claim TDG to be the first outlet to do so nor am I concerned with “firsts”. Certainly, we’re not the first Black Muslims to dream, to think of the future, or to wrestle with the legacies of what has come to be called Afrofuturism.