reshape


I disentangled
myself from
the woman
I used to be

allow her
to rest

her time
well spent
has ended

and now

I am molding
with broken
finger and
roughened palms

another cast
another face

eyes and bones
and stitched lips
I do not
recognize
in the mirror

only to
shed her
in time
as well

and begin
again

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