| Poetry Our Breasts Poet: Chinwe Odeluga Rachel Carson’s breasts ask
if the environment is better,
Audre Lorde’s liver cries for
no breast cancer spreads.
And Patti La Belle’s other
sisters sing for a cure.
For even with our
own Health Office,
Answers come real real
slow for the women.
And we get more diagnosis
and less prevention.
But our breasts refuse
to be dismissed,
Between the x-ray, slash,
burn, poison and death.
And we stand breast to
breast for our sisters.
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