Poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence. It forms the quality of the light within which we predicate our hopes and dreams toward survival and change, first made into language, then into an idea, then into more tangible action. 
POEM
Waking after the Surgery
Chatti, who bled uncontrollably for two years due to a tumor, writes a heartfelt, hopeful poem about finally healing from her trauma.
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