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In this poem,
the body asks to be tangible.
In this poem,
the body asks to be over-feeling.
In this poem,
the body asks to be moulded into something
familiar and navigable.
The name also
asks to be held separately from the
fear that once mentioned, the body will cease to
be porous.
In this poem,
I have asked to be a prayer
to be granted, and to be a request dancing
on the palms of God.
Beginning today,
I want to be abundant,
a body worthy of sanctification and communion.
That I will be capable of holding the
grief taking shape in your bones,
and complete the murmurs mimicking sorrow on your lips,
whenever you ask me to,
or plead.
Naomi Waweru (she/her) is inspired by love, vulnerability, the yearning of bodies to be free in their connection and has an eye for tradition and culture. Her writings present an adoration for the body. She portrays it as your first sanctuary. She has works on and forthcoming on Merak magazine, a voice from far away webzine, Ghost Heart Literary Journal, Kalahari Review, Poems for the Start of the World Anthology, Ampleremains, Afroliterary journal, Overheard Magazine, Artmostterrific, Lolwe and The African Writers Review. Reach her on Twitter @ndutapoems and Instagram @_ndutapoems.
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