Lately, I’ve been wanting to write down what happened between me and the crazy lady, but what with graduating, applying, packing and finally traveling to my little town in Ghana, I haven’t had the time or the brain space. And I know it won’t be a good story. There are no plot twists. There is …
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Thank you for picking up the 2019 edition of Rubor: Reflections on
What does it mean to be a man?
When I am dying I will breathe in triplets.
as in the tatted walls of Canyon de Chelly
Throughout my time so far in medical school, I have experienced a wide variety of thoughts, feelings, and emotions, many wonderful, some not so much.
Smiling, laughter, and chuckling out of breath
Will you rain for me?
“You know who you remind me of, Ali,” the plastic surgeon standing opposite me in the operating room said. “Snoop Dogg. You sound just like him.”
Under no circumstances note how the patient’s temples are grey with the
Oh, the decision it must have been
The stethoscope is a paragon for the sustainability in medical tools that can be
Roses are red,
I’m not as sad about your dying.
There’s no need to make you cry baby
My wife and I got into an argument last night.
The guilt I carry
Coloring, exclaiming of Mickey,
This one’s loquacious