July, 2025

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Split is one of the most personal poems I’ve written. It tells the story of the day my mother, my closest companion, who lived with me for a decade, was wheeled into my own emergency department. She was cared for by my colleagues and friends, and while they did everything right, I could do nothing to stop the helplessness that came with watching her become the patient. In that moment, I was not her doctor. I was her daughter. This poem lives in that space.

Published in the Summer 2025 issue of HEAL, you can read it here (page 11).