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No entiendo los agujeros en el espacio En que se ven muy claro las lágrimas Sangrientas. No veo bien las caras Ignoradas de los niños llorientos. No Leo las leyes de mi país sincorazón. Editor’s note: this poem was originally written in Spanish and translated

Epistemology

Half the block is at funerals As my blossoms glisten heedless spring. I can vouch for millennials as if I know, in middle age, a goddamn thing. How would I know what it means to live in a city where fewer murders is a goal

Ritual

This is the second poem in our series of poetry by Dr. Zackary Berger. You can read his first poem, Detachment, at the link here. Ritual What is the name for the nothingness you descend into in that moment before you take a seat say

Detachment

The new blossom is born old. Each atom has met the inside of a distant furnace Vibrating with the fear of disintegration. There were me and two students, bending low over the man’s leg, its bullae. He used to be a ballplayer. I asked how

Doctora Gringa

Hola, buenas buenas, soy Doctora Gringa. ¿Cuál es el motivo de su visita hoy? Hi, good morning good morning, I’m Doctor Gringa. What brings you to clinic today? I have studied Spanish language and Latinx cultures for the past 13 years. I lived in Central

2018: Our Year in Review

Dear Doctors Who Create readers, As 2018 comes to a close, we would like to thank you for supporting our effort to promote a culture and community of creativity in medicine, and share some highlights from this past year: Last year, one of our resolutions was to

Pursuing Virtue: The Physician’s Calling in Ancient India

The medicine of ancient India, also called the Ayurveda, combined mystical experience with scientific inquiry to construct a commentary on life and tradition. The term Ayurveda itself combines the Sanskrit words Ayur, or life, and veda, or science and knowledge. However, the “life science” of

‘The Nocturnists’ Podcast!

As a burned out resident, hoping to reconnect with my own humanity and remind myself of the deep meaning present in my job, (and provide a platform for others to do the same), I started The Nocturnists, a live storytelling event for doctors and other

The Poor Historian

Fiction Martin Hess sat with arms crossed in the family doctor’s waiting room. This was the third doctor he’d visited in as many months. Frustration and fear called up an image of Ben, who recently sat right where he was, before his nightmare began. Ben

Tattoo

I asked my dying patient today if she had any regrets? She said, I wish I had gotten a tattoo but I don’t know what I would’ve gotten it of. Is there anything more human than that? To want to have something permanent to stamp

The Doctor as Patient, Part III of VI

This is part III of a series by Dr. Erika Landau that documents her experience as a physician battling breast cancer. Link to Part I                    Link to Part II After I felt the lump, I made an

2017: Our Year in Review

Dear readers of Doctors Who Create, Another year has passed by quickly, and we’ve been excited to share new content and ideas from writers around the world with you in this past year. We remain ever-thankful to you for being a part of the Doctors

going

i remember my first time with dying it came suddenly and stayed i didn’t know how a dot could be a line i feel it surreally, still today the murmurs in the hallway easily blending into the cycles of daily caretaking we went through the

The Conversation

Joe sat wheelchair-bound in the exam room, pale and gaunt with his nasal oxygen cannula hissing at high flow. He was a shell of the sturdy working man who I met less than a year ago, when he regularly accompanied his wife to her appointments.

The Doctor as Patient, Part II of VI

This is part II of a series by Dr. Erika Landau that documents her experience as a physician battling breast cancer. Link to Part I  I am still young, I eat healthy, I exercise, and I do not drink, never smoked, and never even tried

My Doctor

Mr. R. is 68 years old and has not seen a physician in many years. “I’m old school—I never went to the doctor unless something was wrong.” At his age, he is beginning to see his friends develop various ailments and decided a check-up wouldn’t

Provocations on Infrastructure: Energy

The alarm rings through the hallway and resonates with the chorus of vibrating beepers. One can almost feel the adrenaline in the room as everyone perks up their ears, stands up, and rushes out of the room. An emergency is afoot. Someone is dying, or

Stanford MedX Day 2: Designing for Change

This is second in a three-article series. To read about Stanford MedX Day 1 first, click here. How do we design better care experiences for both patient and provider? Today at the MedX conference at Stanford, the day started with 2 minutes of silent meditation—in a

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