I stumble into the room, fumbling over sensible greetings

walking against the grain hyacinth coat hedged over the knee,two legs stumble forwardfighting tension. perhaps it is your skin,brown-fringed hatextra-large...

Mirror Need I scream even with this coat, you refuse to see me. my sweet alto

The proximity to death was palpable. After several months of learning medicine from the comfort of my home, being in...