Video Poetry Reading: Arrows, A Half-Defiant, Half-Hopeful Caregiver’s Poem…

Typing It Real · Nov 7, 2025 · 2m

Arrows

548 days ago

your heart rate dropped way down below.

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For 28 days we prayed and watched you go

from your final breath to the car ride home.

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548 days have passed

since the ambulance took you out of class.

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7 nights we couldn’t sleep as you slept,

I can’t imagine your fight as we wept.

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Hooked to feeding tubes

and BiPAP machines,

we made damn well sure

doctors didn’t write off your dreams.

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On the 541st day,

you sat up and told us you’d be okay.

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That sun-kissed morning you caught your breath,

just when I thought I had nothing left.

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548 days ago

everything inside you began to…