Antibiotics
When you cut the antibiotics in half, Don’t forget to blunt the ends before swallowing. ©TMK
Category: Poems
Home
One night, I was back at home. I remember thinking, “I can’t believe I get to be here for two weeks.” I was happy until I woke up. ©TMK
Happily Unhappy
Like a Snapchat streak, I have one with suffering. But I’m doing it meaningfully: Something with compelling and extraordinary purpose, Something infinitely greater than existence, And something certainly not about me. ©TMK
Skull
Despite having examined juvenile skulls frequently in the past anatomy sessions, I am still always in awe at how breathtakingly light and fragile they are. And as I trace my fingers over the fontanelles in amazement, I’m constantly thinking to myself, “This will never get old.” ©TMK
Catfish
I hope the catfish make friends In the bigger bucket we release them in. ©TMK
Tired
I am tired, and quite exhausted – There could be infinite hours of sleep in the night, But never enough for the type of rest I need. ©TMK
Sober Fun
As he smiled at the girl who smelled like home, he said: “You’re my sober fun.” And I’ll drink to that. ©TMK
