Triptych

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School of Medicine

I glanced                      across                    the road

at my reflection.       the way she              looked hazy,

i doubted she               was real.                     swathed in mist, and

illuminated                  by the lamppost,           she stood motionless.

the crevices of              the road                      splintered.

my soul                        shivered.                   — self.