I live with two crooked smiles

My lips carve dimples into blushing cheeks

The scar across my stomach creates hemispheres

Splitting my abdomen into North and South across my navel

And I have waged war against myself long enough

Trying to make a conquest of my own body

Declaring victory one day, declaring surrender the next.

But I have maps in my palms

And stars sprinkled on my skin

With so many places left to go

Erudite doctors left their mark on me

When I lived with one foot in this world

And the other still above

But I am neither angel nor demon.

I have enough of both.

My body is where religion and science live in peaceful coexistence

The scar along my shoulder blade curves

Showing where God cut my wing

So I could finally fall to Earth

All feathers and fiery hair

Molting self-doubt

Brimming with luminescence

The world is not perfect

And I am not flawless

But my hilly curves can still move jutting mountains

And I will set the universe aflame