In the middle of September, Bacopa Literary Review published a poem of mine. It's a more personal piece than the normal ones I send out. I was going through radiation for uterine cancer and trying to make sense of things in my life.
I never thought I'd deal with cancer so young. I certainly couldn't imagine surviving two cancers (uterine and Hodgkin's) like I am now. It's a lot. Next month, I get another scan to see if I'm still in remission.
I wanted the end of the poem to be like my future, ambiguous... yet hopeful. Sometimes, it's all we can ask for.