We read the Surah about not painting
your nails or altering any part of your body
& wondered about our sheared bushes,
once a part of us & now finding shelter
in some smelly garbage. Maybe we misunderstood
the Surah. Maybe we were outside Allah’s creations.
But we knew better than to question my Auntie’s law.
We speculated the Qur’an hadn’t ever imagined
hairiness like ours, so vast, it was its own sin.