“No longer if we’ll get cancer but when”

By Melanie Braverman Melanie Braverman
No longer if we’ll get cancer but when, the doctor said. Now questions accrete around the irritant like pearl: Not when but how? Not how but whom? And then why. And then why not. I take a can of ashes to the beach and empty them into the wind. Outside the trash man collects bottles like a miser rattling his jewels, tossing them onto the growing heap.

Source: Poetry (October 2011).

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Poet Melanie Braverman

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