Standing Up This Morning

 

 

Dreamt last night I visited a large hospital. Row upon row of kids with disabilities…

It was the 1950’s, three or four iron lungs in the back of the ward. 

A bird got in, its wings startling, and dipped and soared around the light fixtures.

A doctor appeared and drew an X on the forehead of a boy. 

All you could hear was air in the hoses. 


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Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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