Optimism, reviseHad the truth looked uglier, I might have faced that inevitable everybody else saw coming. True, the word cancer's a terror,Optimism, revise
but I'd seen so many survive,
so why not you?
You lost all your hair. You grew so thin I could count your vertebrae when we hugged. Without gray curls or bushy brows, you had the charming face of a startled kewpie doll.
We were already used to it all; operations, prescriptions, pills. Arthritis-fused ankles, infected sinuses were everyday pains. What difference did another surgery make? Just one more scar for your
in Free & Blank Verse on 8/12/09
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