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Night

Last night I dreamt of his chest underneath my hands.
Good rhythm, good depth!
One cannula placed into the groin,
one ounce of hope against the impending death of a young man.
He’s not a candidate for ECMO.
I take my N95 off as we walk out of the room, sweat dripping down my back.

Night, Literature by Abbie Luman, MD

Abbie Luman, MD

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