Yonah Jeong Poet Free verse

He Ran Out of the Hospital

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through the dark hallway
opened the front door
passing by the garden
He took off his shoes and threw them away
bumping into bare feet
sand with dust
gravel in sand
On a white bed
White cloth
Covered
Conversations with white-faced friends
came up
"Where does it pain?"
"hungry"
"Why are you sick?"
"hungry"
"How are you sick?"
"hungry"
"Will it be better?"
"When I'm not hungry"
There was only one answer to ten different questions
He, Albert, was bleeding from the sole of the feet
Tears flowed when it hurt
while running Albert thought
“The children did not shed tears even when they get hurt
I guess I shed tears when i hurt
I am not sick"
but the worse the wound gets
where it hurts
It wasn't the soles of his feet, it was his left chest.

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