First, there’s a successful procedure,
a promising drug,
five determined surgeons—
nearly a full episode of hope—
instead of one apologetic oncologist,
one nurse with hospice pamphlets.
Then, when it’s turned sad and lovely,
there’s a bright clean room
with a soft white bed
and just before the credits
the woman laughs with her daughter
about the importance of orgasms.
As if the mother remembers
a body capable of joy,
as if the daughter could fathom
a body not her mother’s.
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