Can We Hurry This Up?
In the hospital all day, my partner ill each night.

In the hospital all day, my partner ill each night.
In the hospital all day, my partner ill each night.
In the hospital all day, my partner ill each night.
In the hospital all day, my partner ill each night.
In the hospital all day, my partner ill each night.
In the hospital all day, my partner ill each night.
“Sunrise over Ogden” , photograph
Contained within these pages are stories of joy and grief, triumph and loss, camaraderie and isolation.
Table of contents
Table of contents
Front cover art
A collection of 55-word stories from residents at the University of Utah.
Forgive the cliché, but I think of Oppenheimer watching the bomb
Is the patient delirious, staff question.
Driftwood passing as
New badge says, “Physician,”
What did you find out?
Breathe in,
Many people have asked—”Why the eyes?”
You never forget the howl of a woman just informed that her unborn baby is dead.
I tried to answer your question the best I could, but again you asked it.
“So, what are we going to do about this?”
I met your grandparents.
Him, breathless, handcuffed to the oxygen tank in tow.
This fits