I have disintegrated.  
Soul shattered, splintered, a refracted ray of sun pierced by prisms,  
light like raindrops scattered throughout a room, time 
and place, the orb we are attached to with magnetic feet. 
Who am I now? I contain a multitude of thoughts, sins, fears, hopes, 
lives lived and lives lost. Proud moments and regrets.  
A body that once could dance, leap, climb, fly  
contains a soul that longs to jump, dance, and climb, 
trapped in a body that no longer can.  
Come and sit by me.  
Remember with me all the girls and  
women that I am in times and places past.  
We’ll write my eulogy. 
Who knows me better than you 
and I? 

Pat Higgins draws inspiration from the natural world, and from her 70 years of adventures around the globe. She has previously been published in Elephant Journal and has had her poetry broadcast on WFUV radio. Her writing spans from essays to poetry to memoirs.  She currently lives on Long Island, where she was born, escaped from at the age of seventeen, and eventually returned to three decades later. Bio begins here