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My family history of breast cancer emphasized the need to take precautions seriously, especially in consideration of my two children.

After being diagnosed with breast cancer, I turned to writing as a form of healing.

I watched my family members go through breast and ovarian cancer diagnoses, and knew that one day, I’d have my own major medical decisions to make.

Sometimes we meet strangers along the way on this cancer path, with whom we have brief, intimate connections that awaken and humble us anew again.

I have an incurable cancer, which forces me — and my loved ones — to be ever-adapting in this physical and emotional battle.

When I received a diagnosis of colon cancer, my priorities had to change drastically.

Cancer's chaos can cause a storm full of unknowns.

This is the poem I wrote to help myself cope with my new diagnosis. It served as a reminder that I was resilient.

Accepting both my beauty and flaws helps me push away the fear cancer brings.

Even though I lost my hair from cancer treatment, I didn't let that stop me from styling my hair with attitude.

When my wife was diagnosed with stage 3B melanoma, we decided to openly speak about our fears.

Any one of us stricken by cancer remembers our own breaking news.

"Moments feel better when they are stolen," wrote a cancer survivor.

After receiving a diagnosis of breast cancer, I received so much support from my family, friends and others.

After treatment for colorectal cancer, I wrote this poem to my children because I wasn't sure how much time I had left.

I wrote this heart-felt poem after watching my father pass away from stage 4 lung cancer.

As the son of a breast cancer survivor, here is a poem recalling the time she first told me about her cancer.

When I visit my sister with cancer, I like to make up stories.

Writing poetry has helped me process all that I've been through as a breast cancer survivor.

In memory of my sister, Barbara, who died of Hodgkin lymphoma in 1954.

After receiving a diagnosis of ER-positive breast cancer, I took a cancer-free diet seriously.

Even though cancer made its rounds through my family and myself, nature has brought a lot of healing.

My firsts walking into the cancer center was a defining moment for me.

Writing poetry helped me process the grief of losing my mom to metastatic lung cancer.

During cancer, we all share a common denominator: hope.

When experiencing loss, always look forward and have hope.

When I was diagnosed with breast cancer in July 2022, I of course turned to my art.

Even after surgery and chemotherapy, I make sure to shine through cancer and any fear that stares at me.