What she didn’t see coming
Sometimes, during dinner,
looking up from the tagine, she’d see
echoes from the pasts of her hosts.
At other times, the births
of children unconceived – tragedies
unfold in undeveloped lands,
long before the reports.
What she didn’t see coming was this:
the spread of cells to her stomach
and kidneys; serious
letters that spelled chemotherapy;
a future she couldn’t predict.