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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 río cuando era Niño. Sobre piedras húmedas, desgastadas a razón de la corriente del...


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...


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...


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...


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...


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...


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...


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...


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....


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...


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...


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...


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,...


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...


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...


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...


Madre Tierra
Natalie Ayala, Professional Madre Tierra, stands so firm, With gentle gestures throughout the earth. With motherly affections and...


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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