In Startled Silence

I am
that trickle, down my neck
in moist relief. Humanity
and mind
embracing.

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Thank you to Wildflower Muse for sharing this piece.  Be sure to explore all of the wonderful art on this online gem of a journal!

© 2016 Mirissa D. Price: A Dental Student, A Writer, A Journey to Share.

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An Open Letter To You, My Patients

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I can’t remember.  The silence

that came before your whispers in the hospital halls.  How

many arteries per hour

my blood surged, sitting

beside a patient without knowing.

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Thank you to the Doctors Who Create team for creating such a wonderful platform for clinical humanities, and thank you for the gift of an opportunity to learn.  Be sure to explore the rest of the wonderful pieces on Doctors Who Create before clicking away!

© 2016 Mirissa D. Price: A Dental Student, A Writer, A Journey to Share.

Sugar-Wrapped Strength

 

You go out to dinner with a group of friends.  And by the end of the meal, you are stuffed!  You couldn’t possibly eat any more.  So, you take your fortune cookie to go, a well-wrapped sugar form sliding into your pocket.  “For later,” you decide, patting the crescent shape against your thigh.

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What does the fortune cookie say?  What inspiring words would you tell yourself?  What do you want or need to hear?

We may not have the job title ‘Fortune Cookie Writer’ printed on our business cards, but we have the gift of designing our futures.  So, my friend, carry that gift with you, hold it in your pocket, and always remember it is near.

P.S. Fortunes inside sugar cookies are less palatable than they appear.  So, for everyone’s safety, let’s aim to embrace rather than ingest our futures ;).

© 2016 Mirissa D. Price: A Dental Student, A Writer, A Journey to Share.

Talk. I am listening.

While the city sleeps
tucked beneath a dark embrace
my mind hears yours.
Talk. I am listening.
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Click here to read more of this poem, Cadaver 4, from Doctors Who Create, and be sure to stick around the site to explore what other creative ponderings are going through the minds of your physicians and physicians-in-training.

© 2016 Mirissa D. Price: A Dental Student, A Writer, A Journey to Share.

Five Stages of Post-Election Grief

The United States is in a period of mourning. Perhaps because Hillary Clinton lost, perhaps because of the uproar filling both social media and the streets . . . most certainly not because of the end of the campaign process. It’s been a long road, and in the end, as far apart as the parties may seem, many of us now stand side-by-side in the human experience of grief:

So, here you have it, The Five Stages of Grief of a Clinton OR Trump Supporter

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© 2016 Mirissa D. Price: A Dental Student, A Writer, A Journey to Share.