People would say
“You
look well”
People
I hadn’t seen for months
Especially
And
I admit
I
did feel well
But
inside I was being consumed
From
the inside out
By
an unseen evil
Krebs
The
Germans call it
Which
translates to crabs
In
English it sounds so innocuous
Death
by crabs
It
claimed my father
His
mother and grandmother
But
crabs can’t kill, can they?
No,
but cancer can
The
sign of the crab
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