Tuesday, March 20, 2018
MRI
This poem is titled after a procedure I had: MRI. I expected it to be hard psychologically since I'm claustrophobic, but I didn't realize how hard it was physically. An MRI is a really loud procedure that makes you feel like you're being run through a buzz saw. Songs of Eretz is an online magazine run by a doctor. Photos illustrate each poem.
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