Wonder Drug

By Dr. Raquel Isabelle Donado

My skin weathered, darkened

No longer supple, soft, smooth

Life’s lines already hardened

People no longer stare, truth

Saw a young girl advertising and

I bought a bottle promising youth

At first I felt good, glowing, glam and

Then my skin bubbled, broke, uncouth

And my doctor said, disheartened

Which wonder drug must I sleuth?

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BREAKTHROUGH

By Dr. Michelle Remiendo

Establishments and restaurants are closed.

Home kitchen became busy.

Learned gastronomic dishes through YouTube university.

Nothing to do, nowhere to go.

Pulled out stored yarns and threads.

Transformed the backyard into a garden of Eden.

The pandemic has helped us rekindle some of set aside skills

Some to ease the grief from lost colleagues.

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IS SHE OKAY?

By Dr. Myrna Sedurante

Superwoman stroked out at age 84. Competent professor. Compassionate MD. A former head of 5 societies. Mother of 5 but everybody’s mom really. Now, with right-sided paralysis, spontaneous eye opening, PEG in place, no bed sore. Her expression is blank, and she closes her eyes when I stroke her hair.  So, I guess she’s okay…

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INSOMNIA

By Dr. Rey Isidto

In this fever dream I lay

Bound to my bed all-day

Tears like pox filled rivers flow

From my pores to slake the earth below.

Oh, wanton sleep! Your sweet breath to chill

The heated frenzy that clothes my will.

Let me rest in your naked embrace,

My breath metered and still.

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