Magpie Wisdom

Up in the hills on a fine spring day

Healing

My heart is empty/ My soul is tired/ My body weighs me down

Tomahawk

Isosceles of rubber red atop metallic grasp / Where have I misplaced you?!

4,266’

Here, in the sea-salt prairie ocean

Listen Closely

He needs antibiotics,

The Psych Ward

Poem and drawing

Body

Bones

Dance

I was once afraid of Death.

Healing

Amidst a sea of white coats and one girl’s secret smile,

The Gift

That she Trusts

Potential Space

Do you see this space right here?

Undo

Maybe there is something I can do

Chest Pain

What does your chest pain feel like?

Terminal

15 Am I going to die?

Severed Ties

To lose a limb, anathema to me.

First Code

She was a new mother.

The Mentor

Can my med student follow?