The first day (diagnosis)
April 2015
Waking, forgetting, then the crash-thump of remembering
A bright day with darkening edges
Endless phonecalls, boxes of tissues
Long looks and many cups of tea
The first day of our new reality.
Waking, forgetting, then the crash-thump of remembering
A bright day with darkening edges
Endless phonecalls, boxes of tissues
Long looks and many cups of tea
The first day of our new reality.
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