Reflections of Breast Cancer: A Poetry Series
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by Sara Lou
I spent my twenties
In the mirror
Disgusted by my hips, dips and lips
Envious of beautiful women
When I turned thirty and discovered
Mirrors no longer frighten me
For I found the grace to love this body
Just in time
For them to cut, poison and eradicate
The love that was new
In the beginning
My mother told me
It will surprise you who lights a
Candle in the darkness
& who fades into the shadows.
I have never heard
The applause of strangers
& the silence of loved ones
As deafening as this.
Did it spread?
Is my body full of cancer?
How long do I have?
During the
Excruciating silence
Of waiting weeks
For results
I wrote a letter
To my husband
& debated
Which of his friends
I should give it to
In the event
I should pass
I ended up
Keeping it in our home
& there is shall stay
Tucked away
In a drawer
With all my fears
We connect
Almost magnetically
Small talk is replaced with deepest fears
& our jokes are black as night
As laughter covers
The sadness
In the room
Like a blanket
We don’t complain about
Aching backs
Changing eyesight
Or anything
That represents growing old
Because we know
Growing old isa privilege
Only some
Are lucky enough
To experience
Pacing in parking garages
Crying on public benches
Counting tiles in waiting rooms
He’s a mirror of my own emotion
Holding it together
So I don’t fall apart
& I don’t know what it’s like
To wait for someone else to awake
Just to care for them each day
But my love
When do you have room
For you?
It’s been 5 months
Since I escaped my body
& began floating
Above myself in the sky
Watching, observing
Without feeling
Because sometimes
Floating is the only way to endure
The heartache that is reality
& I wonder
When will my body and soul
Meet again
Sara was diagnosed with breast cancer, invasive ductal carcinoma, Grade 3 on July 29th, 2021. After going through surgery, chemotherapy & radiation, she is sharing her experience of cancer survivorship through poetry. Read more poems and words from Sara here.