Caveat: Poem #520 2018-01-02, 05:56 2023-03-22 A Daily Poem / Book 1 / Cancer / My Poetry & Fiction ㅁ The doctor's office was still the same. "I don't see anything," he said, looking at the CT scan, and pushing on the mouse. I felt the tension rush out of me. I could breathe. He smiled. Good. – a nonnet. Previous PostCaveat: Catscan Next PostCaveat: The Long Sleep