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Northern time
I was a new grad out on my own terrified by how much I still didn’t know I told myself I could look things up ask for help; Using bandages To mask my insecurity The reality was so different Initial terror faded in the face of hectic days, sleepless nights. Patch jobs, transferring patients elsewhere…
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Hands
Hands Guiding, shaping holding on, letting go supportive, frail My hands stretch out sometimes to catch, sometimes to wave goodbye, watching the soul take flight into the huge, never ending sky. Veins of my grandmother, who I loved very much I would play with them as a child, fascinated by the way they would wiggle…
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Thought
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Phoenix
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Mother bear
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They’re baaaaaack
The sound of sobs Wakes me again Without a doubt Signifying my old friend They come any hour Of day or night Caring very little If they’re a welcome sight Bringing sore eyes A cough, headache, and groan Why can’t they just Leave us all alone? I’ve told them before, I’ll tell them again With…
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March 11th Monday Musings
Another Monday morning. The sky is shot with pink and purple as I drop the kids off. Another weekend down, although this one at a more sedate pace. Fuelled by exhaustion and the youngest child vomiting, none of us felt much up for anything. But now as I drive to work, I realize I’m more…