What They Don’t Teach in Medical School
There’s so much sick on these walls, even after they painted them over in pacific green. I couldn’t get rid of the dead whales’ bones in bedside drawers, so I still hold on tight to Gideon’s book before tumors are cut into shapes of flowers, left as monster seeds in silver bins. Standing in a paper blue coatI stare at my styrofoam coffee cup to avoid the childrenlooking from behind waiting room… Read more →