Martha Ann MurphyThe morningI have always loved the morning. Every day that I am able to wake up and see the depth of blue fade and lighten and suddenly illuminate…Jul 10, 20181Jul 10, 20181
Martha Ann MurphyBringing Humanity to MedicinePhysicians in their most admirable sense, speak of catastrophic illness, an overturning, an upending, a system disarranged past reassembly…Jul 9, 2018Jul 9, 2018
Martha Ann MurphyThe Particular Sadness of TetrazziniIt happened for the first time late one afternoon in April. It was a warm spring day, a breeze moving east from the clay colored banks of…Jul 9, 2018Jul 9, 2018
Martha Ann MurphyThe WastingI felt it the same way I felt people staring at me, constantly, perpetually, unceasing. It began slowly at first, weakness. Nothing…Jul 9, 2018Jul 9, 2018
Martha Ann MurphyThe things we carryI can remember the first time I saw my life in boxes. I was fourteen.Jul 9, 2018Jul 9, 2018