Caged in her own two ribs

she became a prisoner
…
so deprived of hope she’d forgotten how to fight
…
her wings so tightly bound by starving skin
…
she began to remember
what it felt like to be free
-
a flickering glimpse of what life could be
makes her wonder
whether she still has something
within that could let her go

and just like the moon

you had a side
that you never let anyone see

even though

it was

in every way

as beautiful
as the other