June 9, 2022

CHEMOTHERAPY

Up from the massage table I catch sight of myself in the unavoidable mirror.    [...]
June 9, 2022

GLENDA IN THE GARDEN

Bare-chested isn't bare-breasted, whatever the police might say.    [...]
June 9, 2022

DONNA GOES DANCING

When I want breasts, I wear my Dolly Parton bra. Bigger than mine ever were—why not? It's all make-believe now, like Dolly's hair. My friend May wears her prosthesis every day, but it makes her arm swell. When she goes home she can't wait to take it off. I say, "May, you've been through too much to keep helping people out. If they don't know by now about cancer, then it's time they did."   [...]
June 9, 2022

AFTER CANCER TREATMENT

The language of this new country is broken branches. I am waiting to hear them speak.   [...]
June 9, 2022

STRUCK

My neighbor saw him jump the fence in thunder, leave the pasture for the road, then back again, a flight across boundaries as lightning struck, and the rain came down, as it does these days, urgent, torrential.   [...]
June 9, 2022

ALTER

Are you a man or a woman? She's squinting at my inch long hair, the flat side of my chest, and what are the answers for the state  [...]
June 9, 2022

LYNN MAKES LOVE

Of course I meant to tell him. I waited for the right moment like a farmer waits for rain. [...]
June 9, 2022

BIRD GODDESS

Because she is ancient and winged, her whole body perched and dappled, legs fading into the trunk of a tree
June 9, 2022

Breast Count

Like a buttock It comes in pairs Cheek to cheek.  [...]