Subcutaneous fat Pavement More than road rash Maybe it’s easier to recite insect orders Neuroptera, Megaloptera, Mecoptera Than think about all the moths flying Into the glare of emergency lights Red white red white red white Subcutaneous fat, blood spattered on pavement Orthopera, Hemiptera, Diptera The horse’s corpse two miles up the highway Unrelated, but, […]
Category: Confessions of an EMT
Under the Influence
I could use some chicken noodle soup right now, but this is the best I can do without a stove.
“one of our own,” he said over and over
Because I love her hands clasped, compressions on his chest counting to thirty under my breath as my partner cut through the fabric of his buttoned shirt thirteen year old told me last week “I want to die every single day!” and I thought immediately, I want to die every other day life is […]
The Ted Lavender Effect
Temer, I meant to tell you
Temer, I meant to tell you dead bodies aren’t that bad
Tuesdays and Thursdays Don’t Mean Much Anymore
I am slowly putting my thoughts down in prose again.
Growing Up EMT
Today marks my one year anniversary with Emergency Medicine.
For What to Tell a Layperson
A short answer to an impossible question.
Originally written as a flash fiction for my creative writing class. Originally-originally written because that’s what I do.
Don’t take this too seriously.