The Cancer Journals

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Author: Audre Lorde

Format: Paperback / softback

Number of Pages: 96


A brave, beautiful book that could double as a handbook to accompany anyone on their journey through cancer Jackie Kay, New Statesman I would never have chosen this path, but I am very glad to be who I am, here. The Cancer Journals is an intimate, poetic and invigorating account of the experience of breast cancer, from biopsy to mastectomy, told by the great feminist and activist Audre Lorde. Moving between journal entry, memoir, and essay, Lorde fuses the personal and political to reflect on the many questions breast cancer raises- questions of survival, sexuality, prosthesis and self-care. It is a journey of survival, friendship, and self-acceptance. Grief, terror, courage, the passion for survival and for more than survival, are here in the searchings of a great poet. Adrienne Rich This book teaches me that with one breast or none, I am still me Alice Walker



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Author: Audre Lorde

Format: Paperback / softback

Number of Pages: 96


A brave, beautiful book that could double as a handbook to accompany anyone on their journey through cancer Jackie Kay, New Statesman I would never have chosen this path, but I am very glad to be who I am, here. The Cancer Journals is an intimate, poetic and invigorating account of the experience of breast cancer, from biopsy to mastectomy, told by the great feminist and activist Audre Lorde. Moving between journal entry, memoir, and essay, Lorde fuses the personal and political to reflect on the many questions breast cancer raises- questions of survival, sexuality, prosthesis and self-care. It is a journey of survival, friendship, and self-acceptance. Grief, terror, courage, the passion for survival and for more than survival, are here in the searchings of a great poet. Adrienne Rich This book teaches me that with one breast or none, I am still me Alice Walker