You're in my veins and I can not get you out. You're all I taste. At night inside of my mouth.

“ I learned to read in the OR gallery. 

   I played in the morgue. 

   I colored with crayons on old ER charts. 

   The hospital was my church, my school, my home. 

   My safe place, my sanctuary. 

   I love it here. 

   Correction, loved it here. ”