Thursday, September 1, 2016


"Okay," says the nice technician after I'm immobilized under the radiation machine, "I'll be back soon."

In order to beam the particles into the correct part of me, they've got my hospital gown hiked up to my waist on one side, exposing the long pink scar snaking up my pale, thinly haired leg to my hip, and I'm naked underneath. As she leaves, I suddenly find myself worrying that I'll spontaneously spring an erection, for no good reason except that I'm naked, and in the sort of situation where it would be maximally embarrassing.

Mercifully, everything remains quiescent downstairs, as the machine whirrs into life and begins its heavy, poisonous work.


One year ago today: Marry Well
Two years ago today: Waving Not Drowning
Three years ago today: Public Displays of Affliction

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