Healing and Waiting

When I see pictures of myself, I think of my breasts. Was this picture taken back when they were my true originals, untouched by the surgeon's blade? My eyes are telling too. Who was this carefree girl impervious to such destruction? I don't like to be touched across my chest. It reminds me of how… Continue reading Healing and Waiting

Loud Wishes

Plugged into the wifi -a dandelion seed plucked and devoid of nature mind naked in a lonely room and my devices pulling, pulling. breaching a wall of silence peeling back sounds and thoughts and urges There is nothing to be Done right now. Just me and my breath breathing commentary: My house is literally abuzz with… Continue reading Loud Wishes

On Your Mark… Get Set…

Waiting to start, a splinter of light against a vast dark. What can begin to take hold in this barren yet fertile ground? Chemotherapy strips you down, like paint thinner washing out the last self portrait. On a cellular level, diminished as each and every dark internal corner is washed in an acrid bath. It… Continue reading On Your Mark… Get Set…

Gifts You Can’t Find on Black Friday

I grimaced inside when in an attempt to comfort me, people would mention that there would be Gifts, unknown to me now, that this cancer diagnosis would bestow upon me. How could any of this be seen as a gift?! For my readers who know of someone newly diagnosed, please note that this is not… Continue reading Gifts You Can’t Find on Black Friday