A Shadow of My Shadow

Sept. 30, 2020. 11:30 a.m. “It’s cancer” Death, For the last five years, I have thought about nothing but death, death, dying, the act of dying

The Unspoken Guilt of Living

Twice.

I’ve survived cancer twice.

It’s a statement that still feels unreal—unreal and grotesque.

Am I Human?

They no longer treat me like
I am human.

A human has flaws.
A human can be weak.
But I… I am their warrior—
their cancer warrior.

Energy is a Fickle Thing

In 2023, life threw me another curveball—a second cancer diagnosis, this time papillary thyroid carcinoma, two and a half years after surviving kidney cancer.