Survivingbreastcancer.org1 minPoetryAutumnBy Anonymous Thoughts while rustling through newly fallen oak & maple leaves Alas it’s Autumn in full swing The Maples and Oaks...
Survivingbreastcancer.org1 minPoetryAn Impure Vessel, I dare think notBy Anonymous Has my body become an impure vessel? Contaminated, polluted, tainted, weakened? Or have I come whole again? Unadulterated,...
Survivingbreastcancer.org2 minPoetryNight Train, Volume 2., The EpiphanyBy Laura and William The emotions and the fear stabbed deeply Through the numbness of shock and disbelief. The pain curled me up into a...
Survivingbreastcancer.org2 minPoetryMy 4 RosesBy Dawn Oswald You are my 4 lovely roses As the petals of the roses fall on the ground It is not the end but the beginning of your life...
Survivingbreastcancer.org2 minPoetryThe Night TrainBy William Laferriere I kissed him goodbye at the train station and boarded the 8pm Acela to New York. I was alone. I was by myself. The...