The girl came here from the mountains, where forests are still sacred and trees reach for fairy dust. In her Grandfather's treehouse. Hot chocolate warms deepest insecurities. Ancient soul and body with a young girl's face.
Hospital halls smelling of bleach and crisp white sheets.
Baby cries wander, seeking her ears. Orange pills taken with morning coffee. Doctors in white coats and stethoscopes. Her body, it triumphs, comes across new bridges. Dealt only four cards, in a five card draw.