in my other life
I am a fairy godmother
alas not in this one
I share with you
instead of my glittery wand
wielding fresh starlight onto age-old pain
only a worn caduceus
more rounds of radiation and chemo
care I have no confidence in
I can offer no magic
no elixir to unhurt
your bones—no
buffer to this suffering
I feed you a ginger chocolate
recollect pearls from our jewel box of memories
hold your face in my hands
a long moment
until we dissolve into shards of darkness
threaded like beads on a necklace
hoping the space
between gems
lets breathing in