carvings
she reflects in her mirror
eyes appraising unexpected
alabaster curves
sweeping upward from the downcast
across hips and over flowing
almost overlooking loss
of what was once
extremity of pain
rounded into softness
flesh grown o’er the scar
how can it be that she’s more whole
with this piece lopped off
constancy of suffering
instantly relieved, forgotten
she does not miss its touch
what is beauty?
stripped of function
is [...]
