Evolving

I am evolving into something more
than crumpled up memories
unfolding
in the corner of my eye

more than just
abandoned skin
molting
under the canopy
of snow
waiting for spring

more than rivers
changing course
against the mountains
splintering the sun

I am mirrors
cracking into prisms

remembering what I’ve had to leave
to become-

still evolving into
something more vast
than the map
of everything
I’ve ever been.