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squelettiqueA Poem by Alice Luanne Sutcliffehe feels more comfortable with the skeletons so i try myhardest to look like one, and i think he likes my bonesbecause he's always opening me up to ta.. |
After SurgeryA Story by tracy kathleenThis week I had laproscopic surgery. My boyfriend and I had broken up, but he was still hovering in the ether. I wrote this two hours after I got ho.. |
ReflectionA Poem by Queen O'SpadesThis piece is about preparing to leave the hospital after life-saving emergency surgery. My health is a constant struggle of chronic illness. I began.. |
Dismantle. Rearrange. Clone. Process Complete.A Poem by AHHHHHHHH! Heath.This valley, full of the people I once knew.Rustic and decaying now disassemble the bodies too.Take the parts worth saving, donate them to a better pr.. |
personel hellA Poem by ur_ginger_girla poem I wrote to break my writers block its about the hell of surgery when your only sixteen |
personel hellA Poem by ur_ginger_girla poem I wrote when I was bored its about my surgerys and how hellish they were. |
PorcelainA Story by WorriedkattStory about plastic surgery. |
A Poem to My Fish, JavaA Poem by vintageromance96Swimming beautifully in a sea of ocean blueGoes a fish of blue and red and greenHe listens to the rhythmAnd he listens to the rhyme of the radio under.. |
Dead KidneyA Poem by ShaneBerryfor the past eight years of my life i have been diagnosed with "anderson sponge kidney" and "hyper-calcite-urea" seperate they are minor and not very .. |
Holly BenderA Chapter by WillowI've rewrote chapter one, although I'm not sure I am grabbing readers attention. Any comments are most welcome. |
Needles.A Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldA look at the treatments we put our bodies through! |
Excisions....A Poem by nigrum homonculussorry for the use of repetition of dumb words |
I (Did) Have a DreamA Poem by Raymond DunnWhen our dream dies, how do we recover. Rehab? My heart walks on a crutch, and my head lies in a coma. When our dream dies, how do we recover? |
6-0 SilkA Poem by Anna AuelThey wanted her for her hands tactile wonders that saw on her behalf here she lies, sawed in half on the table of restraint, struggling to speak.. |
Eye Haight Kaye LeeA Poem by Naomi BloomA poem about a young woman that I do not care for. |
Untitled Medical StoryA Story by fleeting_shadowsAn overwhelmed medical student in their first rotation in the hospital shares an important moment with one of their patients. |