Musings #58 - But When and How?
BUT WHEN AND HOW
She chooses a lumpectomy,
confiding
she has always admired
her own breasts –
their swell and curve,
and tilt of dark nipples.
Information is how she copes,
talking clinically
– aggressive, nodes, slices, margins.
Her voice calm. But at night,
startled from a fitful sleep,
she begins to cry aloud,
Oh God, I might die.
Hearing these words echo
off the walls, she thinks, We all die.
And she laughs –
hard.