I have learned to need the body
I spent years trying to rid the world of
have learned to cherish its pale rebel hymn
warped by ghost heat, carried, carried
by all my loyal dead. I have learned
to crawl backward into the wildnerness
to ask, to eat, to steep in your gentleness.
Let this be where I permit forgiveness
to know your name, to leave our cruelest years
where & how we need them most—
The way I interpret this poem is that her life was messed up with issues over time and life. But when writing this she was starting to put her life back together. The author used many metaphors to convey the idea of the poem.
Makaya's writing 