Copay

I surrender this portion. I pay it the way I imagine the ancient Greeks paid their tithes to stone all-seeing Zeus: half a body of cow, half my daily lot, anointed in oil, smoldering or charred. Will you remember me by the increments of what I owed you? I will remember you by the way you taught me to recognize the sun behind my dark life: butter light, kelp light, spinner and canary light. Cloud- hide-metal light. I can close my eyes and your office lamp is shedding its petals into your lap, as if a hundred sunflowers bowed their heads to your hands.
Source: JAMA - Category: General Medicine Source Type: research