That October afternoon.
I still hate Octobers because of that day.
Without remorse, it stole upon me.
I was watching a vampire film set in Mexico,
heroine as tan and busty as they come,
a low-rent Salma Hayek, with about quarter of the allure
and none of the mystique.
And then, those words,
dread to the mind of any,
but especially from a loved one:
Cancer.
No comments:
Post a Comment