Student Health Building

How confusing your doors are

Is this the entrance?

Fingers upon screen

Front desk person judges me

“Use Q-tips” says sign.

Where is the green hall?

Where is the silver hallway?

Why are they all white?

Corridor stretches

Clinic I want at the end

Must get there in time.

“Just a moment please.”

“Why don’t you take a seat there?”

“We will call you soon.”

How many sick ones

Have sat upon these hard chairs

And left their germs here?

People next to me

Coughing into their hands, No!

Cough into your arm.

If I wasn’t sick

Now I am. Ugh. Ugh. Fuck you.

Get me out of here.

“We’re ready for you.”

Blood pressure check, cuff squeezes

The life out of me.

Now stand on the scale

I should lay off the nachos

And take off my shoes.

Now sit on the bed

Paper sheets rip and crinkle

In comes the doctor.

Ten minutes later

Freedom at last! Free at last!

Now for a shower.

Zoey Michelle Brandt

Second year English major

Hates doctors office.