all I could dream about
were the opal beads of his eyes,
brilliant stethoscopes peering up at me,
at a sky of sterile white, of metaled hands.
His pupils were poetry.
His corneas were prose.
I woke amid the sunlight,
but I kept my eyes sealed,
remembering the scene for a moment longer
to savor the sight of my first surgery.
Bio: Fae resides in Boston, MA, where she is an undergraduate student enrolled in the Behavioral Neuroscience program at Northeastern University. She is also a research student and a volunteer at Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center, a teaching hospital of Harvard Medical School.
““Sight” was inspired by the first surgery I ever witnessed, which was a lumbar spinal surgery. After the patient was operated upon and the anesthesia was wearing off, he came to in the most vivid scene of vitality and humanity I had ever witnessed. His body was in the process of waking up, but his eyes immediately opened, blazing with life. That was the moment I was trying to capture in this piece.”