Improvisational Theater

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

July 20th, 2014

Ten days ago I had cancer forcibly removed from this apartment of my body. A sleazy ex boyfriend who wouldn't leave on his own. He left resentfully, went through pathology like a strung out drug addict being processed at county jail. Cancers lost hope. Sitting alone in some cold dead cell, holding onto some tiny artifact he was able to swipe from my apartment on his way out. Occasionally cancer calls collect from jail, trying to convince me we will get back together eventually. I don't have to take his calls. Cancer is much easier to ignore when he's not lounging comfortably on your couch.

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