Grief
I stumble into the room, fumbling over sensible greetings
Bus Stop 4
walking against the grain hyacinth coat hedged over the knee, two legs stumble forward fighting tension. perhaps it is your...
Doll House
Mirror Need I scream even with this coat, you refuse to see me. my sweet alto
Wearing the Short White Coat
The proximity to death was palpable. After several months of learning medicine from the comfort of my home, being in...