Cold metal surrounds me, the sound of the scanner and this solitude...
in the silence I close my eyes and remember... my first bra, how lovely it looked!
how proud I was of my little breasts how much fun it was later to burn it
and swim free at the beach topless
I remember under the moonlight when his hands touched them
the feeling when my daughter fell asleep, glowing like a summer's peach after drinking my milk And now I see my reflection under the x ray lights, and the compassion in my doctor's eyes... she shows me the film it looks like a lunar landscape and there...
a little crater a sure sign she says....
Copyright ©2007 Sonia Paz Baron-Vine
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