A Heart
My heart is not a lacy valentine. / It is an anatomic pump / Engineered evolution / Strong walls of long runs
Off the Shelf is our section for creative works by medical students.
My heart is not a lacy valentine. / It is an anatomic pump / Engineered evolution / Strong walls of long runs
I dreamed of you when I was young / Open wide, stick out your tongue / A degree instead of a strong, young man . A future with stethoscopes was my plan
I wage war on you for you have let my eyes see; / I respect you, for you hold true to your decree. / But, I fight for those who lost purpose to your creed.
Am I crazy? / I walk down the street and my ears fill with noises / And sometimes I run until my vision gets hazy.
You say that it’s my choice? / So therefore I can choose? / I just cannot believe, / Those words you just used.
Life is a collection of stories / Housed within us all / Pages of precious memories / Plastered upon our walls
A decision was at hand. Which trail would lead him where he wanted to go? The right or left? Both or neither? A simple choice. An impossible choice.
Climbing the steps one foot at a time \ He fell short of just one. \ But it is a part of the paradigm \ So I convince him that his journey is far from done.
He wished he could talk to Jane. His Jane, not the paranoid woman who hid wads of cash from him in their sock drawer. His Jane would know what to do.
While being inundated with information on most things that are normal and abnormal about the human body, it is important to remember that we learn all this information to treat patients, not to treat diseases.
“Procurement tonight” — a text / I’ve been anxiously awaiting with both excitement and dread, / for on transplant service this means / a life must be lost to save another’s.
She said, / “Doctor: / I know you’ll think I’m crazy, but / I really want to get pregnant.”