Tags : Illness

she spends too much time with small children

she spends too much time with small children

A Poem by freelancejouster


a fountain for a nose and a geyser for a mouth, a river of slime running downher throat, sweat-encrusted blankets, greasy hair, aching,..
Glass man manifold

Glass man manifold

A Poem by Greg


Tinkling light, drips drapes of Twisted light into Flexing shadows . Names, numbers , thesauri . The message of halcyon , Hot sun burst amne..
no room for breath or getting better

no room for breath or getting better

A Poem by freelancejouster


coughs emit quicklyin stuttered succession,break the silenceand adding to the taut airthat hangs in the room,suffocating.beeps and blips on a monitor,..
The man on the bus.

The man on the bus.

A Chapter by Katherine Van Hook


The first time it happens I am on the cross-town bus and it is raining, not that gentle, calming rain but the nasty,..
Stolen

Stolen

A Story by Raspberry Rebel


How illness can steal the one you love
Reflection

Reflection

A Poem by Queen O'Spades


This piece is about preparing to leave the hospital after life-saving emergency surgery. My health is a constant struggle of chronic illness. I began..
The Two Flights To Apartment Five

The Two Flights To Apartment Five

A Poem by Queen O'Spades


I moved out of my parents home when I was 25, embarked on my own life, and soon found myself dying in a hospital over 600 miles from my family. My fre..