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Twenty Years of Snarls
By Jacob Meyerson
M2, Harvard Medical School
I woke up this morning
Ow
Legs hurt
Do not want to do anything
Damn it
He needs fresh towels
or else he’ll blow up
Quick
Quicker!
Grabbed the towels
and delivered them
to a snarling face
A moment of calm
as I sit in the recliner
How have I done this for so long?
How do I take my power back?
I drive to the doctor
Check-in,
Sit down,
Wait
wait
wait
Can I have students with me, she asks
All I see
is a wave of white coats
I feel interrogated
as they alternate questions
while typing, poking, and prodding
Eventually,
She closes her computer
stops checking boxes
Looks at me,
listens
then tells me I’ll be okay
I crumble
It’s overpowering
As twenty years of snarls
all come out at once
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