The Transplant

by Sara Ibrahim, D.C.

When did this city

fold into the palm of my hand?

When did its lines

become a part of me?

When did I come to know

its faces?

when it sleeps

and when it wakes.

When did I see its beauty clearly?

When did my ears open to hear

a drumbeat

of a transplanted heart called home?

Pajama Brunch 2014

We’re hosting our annual pajama brunch at all locations. Roll out of bed and show up in your finest jammies!

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We’ve all been in that situation, or know someone who has. You find yourself for whatever reason in need of medical attention: a surgery, an exam, etc. And after you leave, you receive the bill. But the bill is far larger than you anticipated and you have no idea why. Elizabeth Rosenthal knows why. An … Continued