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Anchorage
Tanya Rucosky Noakes
Sometimes... when my baby’s sleeping...
I pretend... I am still just a ‘me,’
free to read, write, beat off, or drink beer;
free but that I can’t walk out my front door.
The day before chemo, you feel good;
your lover isn’t nurse or housemaid;
you walk together and eat bean soup,
but you guess when accident grazes
his eyes over you, he’s seeing what’s gone.