from the ashes of her deconstructed being,
she learns to take hesitant breaths.
from the fears that left her knowing nothing of herself,
she sees glimmers of enlightenment
and love for her soul, and
lightness in her dark.
sate amid her famine
tears with a purpose, she knows,
but is still to weary to define.
from the ashes of her deconstructed being,
she learns to see herself as beautiful again.
from the fears that left her knowing nothing of herself,
she repurposes her heart
she walks with less trepidation, and
does not convulse
does not regurgitate
signs of healing, she knows,
and she allows herself to slumber.
Suzy Ham 