Physician (nephrologist), writer. My debut book “These Vital Signs” @harpercollins is available now in stores and online.
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ALT Image of concept art from “Wildwood” by LAIKA Studios. A silhouette of a woman and a child holding hands, standing before a vast forest, rays of sunlight at the tops of the trees disappearing into a dark tangled underbrush of thick vines. The woman and child are wreathed in a blue-green flame.
ALT Got picked up by Elvis in a Tesla Model X Jet-black '68 comeback leather He was clean and sober And he laughed when I asked him if it was all worth it And he cried when he asked about Lisa Marie Then he passed me the keys and said, "Put it on Jesus" And we blew through starlight on bricklayers' knees And we sang Gold and silver, God and glitter Lights that flicker on hubcap chrome On the road to heaven In Strauss and Stetson Swimming pools of horsepower Take me back home
ALT Nobody ever had a dream round here But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me Nobody ever pulls the seams round here But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me I've got this energy beneath my feet Like something underground's going to come up and carry me I've got this sentimental heart that beats But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me now
ALT We're burnin' down the highway skyline On the back of a hurricane that started turnin' When you were young When you were young [Interludel And sometimes you close your eyes And see the place where you used to live When you were young
ALT When we first heard opioid stories They were always in whispering tones Now banners of sorrow mark the front steps of childhood homes Parents wept through daddy's girl eulogies And merit badge milestones with their daughters and sons Laying there lifeless in their suits and gowns Somebody's been keepin' secrets In this quiet town They know how to live Good people who lean on Jesus They're quick to forgive In this quiet town Now whenever I'm near the town I'll find some reason to give And I will walk with the dead and the living where I used to live And every time I see my parents in the prime of their lives Offering their son the kind of love he could never put down Part of me is still that stainless kid, lucky