I Just Want To Go Home
written by: Kara Jackman
@KaraJ1979
Front clasp
Metal on metal
Zipped fly
Green corduroys
Blue Sweater
I’m wearing clothes for
The first time in days
I’m going home from the hospital
I ate the Ice cream
Like they told me
So I can go home,
Their rules
Not mine
Scrambled eggs when I get home
Mom says
Things going by fast again
It’s been slow for so long.
Three days feel like
Three months here
People moving round
Flying past me
Papers, doctors, nurses, curtains, gurneys, sheets, kids, gauze, blood
Blue
Blue blurred into blue
Into grey into white
Into oblivion
Get me outta here
Outside
Cold air rushes to my cheeks
Flushed
Cars, horns, mom’s voice, other voices chatter
Loud
Everything faster, louder than three days hence
I’m slow
Tired, worn, sore
Swollen, bruised
I just want to go home
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
I wrote this piece when I was in high school. It’s written from my perspective as a 5-year-old about to leave the hospital after having surgery to repair my soft palate.
Kara Jackman
Her work has appeared in a number of regional, Massachusetts newspapers, non-profit newsletters, and local sports magazines. Her interests are many and varied thanks to her parents' commitment to artistic immersion. Her four years spent at the College of the Holy Cross did not hurt either. She blogs about music, fitness and self-improvement.
Kara resides in a suburb just outside the city of Boston.
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