to grow into your own flesh, slowly,
like a feline creeping
to watch your body re-shape itself—
inside the kiln
to cover your skin,
to use your palms for
ABOUT THE WRITER:
Nadia Farjami is a poet from Southern California. Her work has been recognized by The New York Times, Cathexis Northwest Press, High Shelf Press, The Esthetic Apostle, The National Scholastic Art & Writing Awards, Prometheus Dreaming, Polyphony LIT, Youth Poet Laureate, Body Without Organs Literary Journal, Marmalade Magazine, Cagibi Literary Journal, and more.