After the diagnosis
the sky goes brighter…
not murky or darker
but bluer and whiter
and lighter,
and you love
every atom
with all your might
pic & poem by rachel mcalpine cc-by-2.0
After the diagnosis
the sky goes brighter…
not murky or darker
but bluer and whiter
and lighter,
and you love
every atom
with all your might
pic & poem by rachel mcalpine cc-by-2.0
Poems in the wild—Rachel McAlpine 
Doesn’t sound great I hope all is going as well as possible for you and whoever else is concerned.
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Please don’t worry. These poems are about my brother in law who died years ago. Poems, not news.
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I am glad to hear that.
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