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.