I wrote a recent, raw piece during my husband’s radiation and chemotherapy treatments. Here are the last two stanzas of I want him:
. . .
. . .
I want callow hope
want to forget when I sleep
I don’t want tosses and turns
they bifurcate dream
I can’t bear my brave face
I don’t want it
I want him
© 9 December 2020
Cindy B. Stevens
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