Buoyancy

Your scars remind me of the silvery bottom of fish before they turn upwards. When I was younger, you took me fishing. The solution, you said, was not to build more lakes. Instead, you gently unhooked the smallest of fish before letting them wiggle away. So easy to forget the crimson. Slowly dissipating in the cool, still water and the budding morning light.

Source: JAMA - September 15, 2020 Category: General Medicine Source Type: research