The Marker Line

by The Quiet Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

The nurse draws a purple line where the surgeon will begin. I look at my body as if it were a map someone revised overnight. Beside me, my sister talks about traffic, her neighbor's loud dog, anything with a tomorrow in it. I am afraid. I am also here. Neither sentence cancels the other.
54 words · 12 lines · Free Verse
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