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Poetry and Medicine
December 8, 2015

Jack

Author Affiliations
  • 1Texas A & M University, College Station, Texas
JAMA. 2015;314(22):2420. doi:10.1001/jama.2015.8654

Jack was the sort of guy I hoped to be someday—
dreadlocked, sharp-witted, cool—at ease on the earth,
drawing joy to him like a bird to its perch.
Women whose beauty scorched my brain wanted his touch.
Jack was the sort of guy I hoped to be someday.

His looks seemed enough to stop a bullet, or death itself.
Yet agony dropped anchor in his blood.
His glowing skin seemed torn by buzzards’
beaks. His sharp mind drowned; his memory came undone,
along with looks enough to stop a bullet, or death itself.

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