Phoenix Rising

she danced at nightclubs

the strobe lights

illuminating

her face

cratered and cracked

an imperfect shape

like a feather

plucked

from a phoenix

the gods placed

her in space

her face changing

the shape of it

at first a crevice

becoming fuller

gradually, like flames

becoming bigger

the phoenix rising

turning orange

the sun's reflection

on her soul

she changes

throughout the month

following the schedule

of her beloved nightclubs

and the phoenix

rising to meet the sun