A nurse’s poetry

Her poetry is, frankly, stunning. From comforting the mother of burned children to fantasizing during another hospital management meeting to dealing with a young rape victim’s question if she’s “still a virgin,” Cortney Davis takes you into her world and intersects with yours.
Scrubs Magazine is proud to feature the poetry of Nurse Practitioner Cortney Davis, made all the more special because it is her voice reading them. You can read her candidly raw story, plus an extra poem not featured here, in the Fall 2010 issue of Scrubs.

“To the Mother of the Burned Children”
“There Are No Poems in Hospital Management Meetings”
“Nunca tu Alma”
“The Body Flute”
“Every Day, the Pregnant Teenagers”
“I Want to Work in a Hospital”
“The Good Nurse”
“Suffering”