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It's Alright
I am the woman who sits by patients' bedsides
with a calm unflinching look
as they wake up from arm amputations
from wound debridement
from finger reattatchments.
I am the woman who sits by patients' bedsides
and tells them it's OK.
I am the woman who sits by patients' bedsides
and tells them their loved one is on the way
and that they are safe in the hospital.
I am the woman who goes home at the end of the day
to sleep in my bed
with army corners.
I am the woman who goes home at the end of the day
to the warmth of my baseboard
and the tick of my clock.
I am the woman at the end of the day
with a light, but no warmth
I am the woman at the end of the day
como o sol de inverno.
