Surgical
By: Grey Molica
The hospital machine whirs
I open up my eyes
I slowly start to stir
I feel quite shy
Because there is a nurse
I lean up and my father speaks
"You just woke up from surgery"
The room reeks
Of hospital disinfectant
By: Grey Molica
The hospital machine whirs
I open up my eyes
I slowly start to stir
I feel quite shy
Because there is a nurse
I lean up and my father speaks
"You just woke up from surgery"
The room reeks
Of hospital disinfectant