Casablanca - For six weeks, this was my reality living in Fez. Every day, insults and slurs in French, Arabic, and even English were hurled in my direction without any provocation. In general, I would consider myself a relatively confident person, but being a black woman in Fez and the daily experiences of abuse that came with it almost broke me. They broke me so much so that it has taken me months to feel comfortable writing about it and sharing my story with you.

The Gate of Boujloud in Fez, Morocco
Zerlina Bartholomew is a recent graduate of the University of Louisville from Kentucky and is currently a Fulbright Student Researcher here in Morocco.