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The Physics of a Moment
It was a bitter morning in San Francisco when it happened, mist rising above the city like a ghostly dragon’s wing. My father woke up,… read more…
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The Hour of Consciousness
The leaves were just beginning to change color when Charles went to turn and his left leg refused to follow. He tumbled awkwardly onto the… read more…
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Malaise Based Days
1 girl on a gurney, journey inertly yearnin’ to turn back early, return home surely2 coughs crack, and the doc speaks curtly and sternly, “Get… read more…
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Dear Ms. Wren
Dear Ms. Wren, I am not addressing you by your real name, but I chose one that I felt captured your kind, humorous spirit and… read more…
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Matter over Mind
I am a puppet. Invisible strings attach my arms around the blankets and my eyelids to each other and my legs to the ground and… read more…
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Meeting a Stranger
I stood beneath my attending’s towering frame. My knees were buckling from standing and the crease in my new sneakers deepened every time I rose… read more…
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Life in Flux
No one tells you about the changesAbout the ups and downs About the black and white moments that are actually gray They don’t tell you about… read more…
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The Liminal Hour
I’m not sure when time stopped for the broken clock face. The fractured glass displayed a big and small hand that was perpetually frozen at… read more…
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switchback
Photograph by Taylor Wilson “It’s like climbing a mountain; one step at a time,” is a mantra oft-repeated to M1s and pre-Meds. To us, who… read more…
