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Poetry and Medicine
March 17, 2015


Author Affiliations
  • 1Autopsy Center of Chicago, Chicago, Illinois
JAMA. 2015;313(11):1171. doi:10.1001/jama.2014.18237

Three minutes after pressing in with the scalpel
A sea of yellow fat becomes my
Faraway night and bow-crashing dip and swell
A mist of chemicals washes over with each silver stroke

Her arm a leeward boom
Stiff and empty contact at my waist
Holds me through plastic gown and scrubs

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