Life is calling. I Hear it out there, beautiful And free. Resurgent.
University She inherits, leaky pipes But with potential Unruly pupils Question her authority. She is, Professor.
In an undergrad Class many years ago, a Classmate, orthodox Jewish, nineteen, told Us about verbal abuse He’d endured by a Random passerby That morning,
I identify with My wobbling dented metal Water bottle now.
Give me that rope, I’m Making a whip; there’s work to Be done. My Dad’s house. Wake the young lion. Tell him to get to
I considered it the utmost privilege to spend patients’ last moments on Earth with them. Now that I am in Radiology, I don’t have these