Love Letter to the Lesion in My Brain by Erin Zarro

One Poem Only · Oct 16, 2025 · 3m

Love Letter to the Lesion in My Brain

Erin Zarro

TW: explicit language, illness, mentions of death

Here’s a secret. This thing in my brain – this mass of cells and tissue — it’s not my friend – is it going to grow? Is it going to kill me?

Because I’ll tell you now: The Grim Reaper will have to drag me, screaming the whole way, from my life.

Because it is mine and I’m not fucking ready.

Not. Fucking. Ready.

I haven’t turned fifty yet, damn it. That’s too young to…yeah.

Too fucking young.

I never believed a small clump of cells in my white matter would take me out.

I always said I’d go out in a…