Cancer Poetry

Tropic of Cancer

I. He Quick stepping and waltzing Precise as a surgeon cuts into The body, like a first kiss. Her softness ages his face. Speech fails him, words Slurred with the stroke of An unset clock stuttering Her number in the dark. His hand reaches under her breast Bone tapping out a beat Inside her hallowed […]

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Cancer Poetry

In Limbo

Dancing towards me He cuts in and I’m removed like a tumor With his sharpened scalpel Dripping with the blood of anger. I do a lonely limbo for him Bent under my fears and sharp pain My back broken from comparisons To exotic island breasts Atop trained heel high legs. Sinking into the dance floor […]

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life with cancer

What’s Eating Me? What I Cannot Eat.

Webster’s New English Dictionary online Definition of die, for English Language Learners: to stop living to end life in a specified state or condition to have or suffer (a specified kind of death) What happened to the singular of dice? Even Webster’s occasionally leaves out an obvious definition. Eat. Even one meal a day to […]

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Poetry

Fool’s Waltz

Until the day comes when my breath no longer returns to my lungs, Air lifted away by winter, Leaving you, yet wanting to stay much longer, The remains of us forming clear ice sheets frozen atop beds of still water. When the last faded bloom of your want wilts again, And the secret garden of […]

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