The Surgeon

I have to go back in – there’s no way around it. I don’t know how it happened but I missed something.


I had that poor woman cut open on the table for more than three hours. I checked everything. But tests don’t lie. She’s still bleeding inside.

There aren’t a lot of people whose judgment I respect as much as my own and they all agree. She’s not going to make it unless we open her up again.


drawing by anthrpicdecadnce

It can’t be her heart. I held that fucking thing in my hand and inspected every centimeter. I checked ever vessel in and out. There were no leaks. I don’t know if that heart can survive another operation.

It’s her kidney, I’d bet anything. The blade must have grazed it. That’s the angle of the original wound.

I haven’t prayed in a long time and I’m not going to start now but I’m going to need more strength than I currently have to pull this off. And if I can’t…

Published by mikepowernyc

Named one of New York's Best Emerging Poets 2019, my poetry chapbook The New Normal was published by Analog Submission Press. My novel The Zoo was published by Cacoethes Publishing House. Other poems and short stories have appeared in Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Journal of Microfiction, and Sick Lit Magazine, among others. Other works include a staged reading of my play Digging Up John Barrymore, performed by Dreamcatcher Entertainment, and five albums of original music recorded with my band Late Model Humans.

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