Survivor’s Ode
A poem by a stage III breast cancer survivor.
MoreA poem by a stage III breast cancer survivor.
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Moreby Beth Copeland When we arrive an aide offers heated blankets,one for me and one for my sister Becky. This week we have a room with a window.Sunlight slants through venetian blinds as if saying, I want to live. I sit in the chemo chairand spread the warm blanket over my lap. A smiling woman […]
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