Chimera

Two hearts in one; The fervid, the furtive— I was molded into multiplicity. I was forged from fire (from fear, from feathers.) They beat with rage. They beat with harmony. In the mirror, I see two women— One woman, divided, or Maybe the division is unity. Parts exist to create a whole. I was born from fire and fear and feathers. I was split-down the middle and stitched back again. I will be split again; From my parts, I will become whole. I am each one of my fragments— A chimera of a woman. Parts reconstructed. From my shards, I will come back: I will be fire and fear and feathers. 4/8/21 Chimera Donna Moody