Constantly

Written by Jacob Ibrag

The Doctor looks at the patient and then glares

back at the nurse, ‘why is she still here? Nothings wrong with

this girl today or every other day that she’s been here for the past two

weeks. There are other patients waiting and I can’t have her taking anymore

atten-‘ Holding out her hand towards the doctor, she apologizes and asks her

if it was at all possible to ignore a fractured heart, ‘I don’t care that I can’t

breathe or see color anymore. I never could in the past, so I never

expected he’d let me keep that. My heart though, it won’t

let me sleep and constantly whispers that the

next minute will be the end of me.’

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Photography by Laura Makabresku