An Unexpected Life
What dreams trouble your rest, dear heart?
Are you dreaming of the spinal tap, so long ago? The endless needle sticks for labs and iv’s? Of the Lifeflights, the ambulance rides? 153 more words
6 months, 3 weeks ago
The tide of your breath rises and falls; the ventilator, the moon, that gathers and releases it.
Another night in the hospital. Me by your bed, gazing at you and remembering, as you lay sleeping and dreaming your dreams. 266 more words