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Art
for Chris
[via Tidsskr Nor Lægeforen nr. 28, 2002; 122]
October, a woman and a boy, a tumor overtaking his brain,
draw pictures in the waiting room.
She makes a red apple as round as a face.
Then from her hand a cloud grows and darkens over the apple
until the crayon breaks inside its wrapper and hangs like a snapped neck from her bloodless fingertips.
He's drawn two stick-figures up to their necks in falling gold leaves, their heads all smiles.
It's you and daddy, he tells her.
Above them a flock of m's fly toward a grinning sun.
When she doesn't answer he says on Halloween he'd like to be a horse with orange wings.
Staring at his picture, she says It looks like Thanksgiving.
Where are you?
He taps the sun.
I'm shining on you.
.
.
.
She hugs him as if trying to press him back inside her.
I'm not crying, she whispers.
He looks over her shoulder.
I'm not crying, too.
[via Tidsskr Nor Lægeforen nr. 28, 2002; 122]
October, a woman and a boy, a tumor overtaking his brain,
draw pictures in the waiting room.
She makes a red apple as round as a face.
Then from her hand a cloud grows and darkens over the apple
until the crayon breaks inside its wrapper and hangs like a snapped neck from her bloodless fingertips.
He's drawn two stick-figures up to their necks in falling gold leaves, their heads all smiles.
It's you and daddy, he tells her.
Above them a flock of m's fly toward a grinning sun.
When she doesn't answer he says on Halloween he'd like to be a horse with orange wings.
Staring at his picture, she says It looks like Thanksgiving.
Where are you?
He taps the sun.
I'm shining on you.
.
.
.
She hugs him as if trying to press him back inside her.
I'm not crying, she whispers.
He looks over her shoulder.
I'm not crying, too.
posted by jikido # 8:28 AM 
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