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POETRY

Please enjoy these pieces from our LMSA community!
The winners for this category are:
1st: "Necesitamos Mas!” by Jose A. Ibarra Rodriguez
2nd: "Para qué?" by Paulita Lara Mejia
3rd: "My Privilege" by Rosa Lizeth Frias
Congratulations, everyone!
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¡Necesitamos Más!
José A. Ibarra Rodriguez, MS2 Al cruzar a través un rÃo cuando era Niño. Sobre piedras húmedas, desgastadas a razón de la corriente del...
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Requiem
Lizis Rodriguez, MS2 And there you are standing in front of him A man whose face you’ve seen age and wrinkle with time Holding a gaze you...
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First But Not Last
Stephanie Martinez, MS3 My grandmother taught herself how to sew when she was only seven years old. Who knew handmade dresses on dolls...
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Por Siempre
Laura Ponce, MS3 No pido riquezas del rico, no pido compasión de aquellos que solo tienen odio en su corazón, no pido amor de aquellos...
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A Green Thumb
Raquel Valdes, MS3 My mother has always had a green thumb The way she can bring life into a home Nurse a dying plant back To health She...
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Lessons from a Flower Field
Stephanie Jackson, MS1 Moments in life, moments to embrace. Time slipping through the soil like a drought’s desperate haste. Take a...
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I Am Here
Nicole Guevara Montes, MS4 The seas are raging And you need my saving I am here Do you hear? I will make a way Though you sway Joy comes...
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Our Story
Anais Iglesias, MD/MPH, MS4 on Master's Year Oh, to be an immigrant A permanent state of duality Facing uncertainty, stepping into the...
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Poem of Gratitude to My Colleagues
Lorena Del Pilar Bonilla, MD, MS, FACP Another wave or another surge. This place is on fire. Embers of fear scattered here and there....
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The Boxer
Cristian Ramirez Rodriguez, MS1 He’s a fighter. He was then and he is now. The grime of the sooty ring coated his face, when he’d get...
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Abduction
Cristian Ramirez Rodriguez, MS1 I arrived on a beam of light, a wailing siren The scouts took me up from my sleep Their hands were smooth...
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My Privilege
Rosa Lizeth Frias, Resident I rode the public buses alone since the age of 7. But unlike a place like Japan, where safety is a given, I...
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From You, There is You
Richard Suarez, MS3 I traverse through You. I am an ever present aspect of Your existence, yet You do not seem to notice. Without me,...
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Existence
Richard Suarez, MS3 The light In the distance, Denoting the ending of one’s life Is an aspect of existence Dreaded by many and desired by...
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Various Poems by Kenneth Jesse Lopez
Kenneth Lopez, MS3 Title: Beginnings “I look upon the world with the eyes of an infant, glazed over yet so bright. I recognize the pain...
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The Elixir for Flowers
Nicole Carolina Stone, MS1 I sat on the other side of the desk when our paths merged. Completely unaware, in my naive age, that I could...
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Madre Tierra
Natalie Ayala, Professional Madre Tierra, stands so firm, With gentle gestures throughout the earth. With motherly affections and...
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Para qué?
Paulita Lara Mejia, MS2 We are out here living our wildest dreams. Our parents’, abuelos’, ancestors’ wildest dreams. We’ve done and do...
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