MELANOMA, WLE:
(Wide Local Excision)
How can I regret summer joys
Excised from warm tanned memories of
Salted lips and dancing on the seashore?
Each love now recalled and removed
One by one. This scarred skin a
Testament to my fanciful story
Knowing I will make ever wiser
Choices, but never forget those
Lovely foolish days in the sun.
~ cfd, 9/30/15
(Wide Local Excision)
How can I regret summer joys
Excised from warm tanned memories of
Salted lips and dancing on the seashore?
Each love now recalled and removed
One by one. This scarred skin a
Testament to my fanciful story
Knowing I will make ever wiser
Choices, but never forget those
Lovely foolish days in the sun.
~ cfd, 9/30/15
Melanoma. I know it kills, but have difficulty taking it seriously. This is my third excision - one on my left forearm, one on my shoulder blade, and one on my neck. As bits are cut away, the scars embroider memories of bikinis, sand, pools, and playful tan-lines onto my body, kind of like tattoos, but not as artistic. Then again, I've seen some tattoos that are less artistic than my stitchy-scars. On the plus-side, I have taken to naming these excisions after former boyfriends. The one on my arm is Dan. That was the scariest and really needed to go asap. The one on my neck is Kevin. He just needed to be excised. Period. And the one on my back is All of the Others. That surgery wasn't quite as serious, and neither were they. These days, I'm sporting a floppy hat and modest attire. My skin has just gone private.
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