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Poetry and Medicine
December 13, 2016


JAMA. 2016;316(22):2434. doi:10.1001/jama.2016.1588

Snowfall changes everything.
Safer to be in the sky’s
dark womb of cloud,
a dying star nestled in
cold beyond comprehension
than to become a single flake
among thousands more
settling randomly
on branch or lintel
among mounds of strangers,
only to melt in February floods,
slip into the gurgling gutter
with no good-bye, and then
evaporate who knows where.

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