Friday, May 19, 2017

Metastisis


me·tas·ta·size
məˈtastəˌsīz/
verb (used without object), me·tas·ta·sized, me·tas·ta·siz·ing.

1. Pathology.(of malignant cells or disease-producing organisms) to spread to other parts of the body by way of the blood or lymphatic vessels or membranous surfaces.

2. to spread injuriously:

3. to transform, especially into a dangerous form.


Long after
I excised you,
the after effects
remained​.
For months
I carved​ out chunks
of necrotic flesh
until I saw the
raw, pink
tissue beneath.

I've had heartbreaks before.
Trials,
losses, and
devastations,
but never have I
been so depleted
by another.

The metastisis of you
spread
from heart
to organs
to blood
to bone,
deeply taking up residence.
Extreme measures
were required.

Radical amputation
followed by chemotherapy,
my only choice,
but worthwhile
considering
the alternative
of allowing
that cancer to
continue to wreck havoc
in my being,
my family,
my world.

Although the price
of severing you
was dear,
and I continue to
dig my way clear,
the gratitude
for losing
the necrotic limb
that was us
is great
and the poison
required
to cleanse me
of you
flows sweetly
through my veins.

Remission
will be mine. 


~ Mk Michaels

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Not Disappointed



Hoping for one outcome,
but finding another
it is highly possible 
to spend too much time looking at the closed-door,
not noticing the  open window.

Sheer curtains billowing,
fresh breezes blowing softly
across bare feet
tip-toeing across 
sun-bleached wooden floors,
the scent of tea olives
tickling,
and the sound of birds
trilling their joy.

Fool,
bask in the light of today
for climbing out a window
may prove to be far better than
any threshold you could have imagined. 

~ Mk Michaels

Friday, March 24, 2017

Published Works

A running list of published works



 
 
 
 
 
Rebelle Society               
The Courage to Live Box-less ~ getting outside the label labyrinth                  
Kintsukuoi ~ broken open and reborn    
Gandhi's Family Portrait              
 
 
 
 
 
 
Elephant Journal             
A Thank You Note to Your Ex-Lover         
Roots and Wings             
Turning 50 Without You               
Echoes of Dylan               
I Should Come With a Warning 
Her Voice            
The Silence After            
How in the World?