by Bill Yarrow
skin cancer
walks along Zuma beach
at noon
lung cancer
goes down to the City of Hope lobby
to smoke
bile duct cancer
bellies up
to Gill's buffet
bone cancer
rides through Runyon canyon
on a gravity bike
at the hint of a cure
a thin crowd collects
on Figueroa Street
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This poem was published in Full of Crow.
"Just the Facts" appears in THE VIG OF LOVE (Glass Lyre Press, 2016).
It also appears in "We All Saw It Coming" (Locofo Chaps 2017).
If only irony were the cure!
Being alive.*
Being human ...
Thanks, Matt, Tim, and Erika!
Life's sickest joke: death.
Bone cancer riding on a gravity bike? That is brand new. Wow.
What a different capture. Enjoyed this!
Thanks, Reva, Dianne, and Kitty!
Oh, my! Facts, indeed. A tight, well executed (ah, whoops) piece, Bill.
A very LA story.
Thanks, Steve!