Rain scarred sand wash, wise-textured face.
Humor wry and dry.
Jokes about bad doctors,
Nervous students,
and getting high.
She bleeds family first,
Didn’t come this far to die.
Surgeon half-ripped out that cancerous knot…
– Please don’t cry –
Anxious, apologetic wreck.
Abdomen on fire.
I swear that was Grandma,
Heartsick memories prescribed by a liar.
