Anna Pavlova

and suddenly

her arms became wings

not like the dainty ones

given to a finch

but the luxurious ones

bestowed to a swan

she was born a human

yes I know

but that word

is simply ill-fitting

for her veins

must be charged

with the breath of angels

or the melodies

that drift between

each burning star

because I can

easily assure you

she was never

fully of this earth

*Published by Dear Reader on 3/25/20