![By Viviane Sassen](https://theoffingmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/UQYCF0AKLC.jpg)
This morning I do and do not have cancer in my breast / near my chest wall / near the hum of my childhood songs / samples / are absorbing dye in the lab / in my thoracic cavity / March snow melting in March rain / Darling I love you / as the present moment / wind chimes recompose a score in the sculpture garden / I walk / through the grove of lindens / inside their tones / again / where years ago I walked without knowing anything / is possible