This piece is something I wrote for a scholarship when I was back in high school. I've yet to hear back, but they asked "What number meant most to you?" So I wrote about my fathers double bypass surgery. Obviously.
I have no idea if this is poetry or prose or somewhere in between. It reads like a slam poem when it was meant to be a vignette. I'd love any thoughts or critiques.
Is the number five TOO repetitive?
Can you tell that heart surgery was going on?
What do you like most and least about the piece?
7.14.14 edit: thank you to
for helping me refine this piece with their insightful and lovely comments~
Thank you so much for the Daily Deviation and all of everyone's lovely comments. This piece means an incredible amount to me and I'm glad it means something to others as well