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The ER

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Chest pain
shaky and
light in the head
go to bed
awaken
at 3 AM
pain in chest worse
down the arm
in the neck
nausea
to wake my husband
or not
decide not
decide to lie there
and see what happens
but first
write him a note
of my undying love
which he finds in the morning
when I am surprised
to find myself awake
husband says to the ER
NO
urgent care center
OKAY
doctor there says ER
despite finding a normal EKG
I say NO
husband says YES
another taxi
to hell
get sent to “geri”
and wait
sitting on top of
sick people
afraid husband
will catch something
I in tears with fears
of being in this
overcrowded, overheated,
festering inferno
with screams
in the background
a man lying on the floor
after an hour or so
can take no more
tell husband
LEAVING
he says
OKAY
even he is spooked
I will never go back
not there
and this supposed to be
an advanced country
how dare we look down
on the developing world
with our pants down.
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“Let’s Just Hold Hands”

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They have been married for 52 years.

Now she is in rehab

on a feeding tube,

a phantom of her former self,

so frail.

And he is hail

for her.

He says to her:

“Let’s not talk about the past.

Let’s not talk about the future.

Let’s just sit here and hold hands.”

And so they sat for three hours

until the darkness fell.


Fighting Back Against Death

It was great to see her even though

she teeters precariously on the brink between life and death.

It was great to see her even though

she struggles to talk, highly frustrated that she cannot.

It was great to see her even though

her body is shrunken into the tortured form of a little girl .

It was great to see her even though

she has a feeding tube and is black and blue all over.

It was great to see her even though

we do not know whether she wants to live like this or die,

or which is best.

It was great to see her even though

her suffering is so painful to watch that her highly devoted  husband cannot face it.

It was great to see her even though

once more the future seems bleak and black and I rail against God.

It was great to see her even though, and despite everything,

she cried when she heard we were coming, and she smiled when she saw us,

as we stroked her hair.

It was great to see her, because this may be our last visit

and yet she smiled when we said we’d come back to see her again.

It was great to see her, because even death lurking in the shadows,

cannot snatch away the memory of her happiness to see us.