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Boompa, Breanna M. Glynn

Akesis

My Boompa was my mother's father, and my beloved grandfather. He passed away this April just after his 85th birthday. He, and the rest of the family, thought he would make it to at least 100. Boompa was one of the greatest people I will ever meet. Yea, sure, a lot of people say that, but I really mean it. He was the most kind, genuine, empathetic, hardworking man, always taking care of others first. This photo is a picture of the eucalyptus and pussy willows that were in the floral arrangement that laid over his coffin during his services. …

A Love Song, Jack Williams Phd, Med

Akesis

For us to truly succeed in our chosen work of helping and healing, we must succeed in listening deeply to ourselves and to others--listening to the voices of our hearts. Without this wholeness, we become shells of ourselves and cannot be fully present for others in their healing. I wrote this poem in celebration of my best friend and partner, Beth. During our 43 years together, our oneness has given me the courage and creativity needed to work in the service of others far beyond what I could have ever achieved alone. She has helped me to laugh and to …

Mirror, William Ciurylo

Akesis

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Drowning & Undrowning, Jenna Wozer

Akesis

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Crazy Carry Cash Only, Breanna M. Glynn

Akesis

Taken in the Back Bay of Boston on a sunny early spring morning. I wanted to remember the moment that this photo was taken. I remember I was so sick of winter (as I usually am), and it was a gorgeous sunny morning. I can still feel the sun on my back, making me almost (almost) warm enough to want to take off my fuzzy coat. The sun was shining on my partner and me as we walked hand and hand down the street. We stopped by an antique shop, as my partner is apt to do, and we happened …

Mistakes, Kristina Carlson

Akesis

And I see myself reflected in all my mistakes.

Untitled, Laura Morin

Akesis

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Examine Yourself 5, Jordan Morrison-Nozik

Akesis

Reflection on the self, the career decision, the education process, and the appearance that comes with becoming a physician

Examine Yourself 4, Jordan Morrison-Nozik

Akesis

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Examine Yourself 3, Jordan Morrison-Nozik

Akesis

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Examine Yourself 2, Jordan Morrison-Nozik

Akesis

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Examine Yourself 1, Jordan Morrison-Nozik

Akesis

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What Gives, Samantha Stephen

Akesis

It may never be enough and that's okay.

Balancing Sacrifice, Akesis Anonymous Author

Akesis

We have sacrificed a lot to get into medical school, pushing away quick satisfaction for the hope of a bigger reward in the future. Our faculty members keep telling us that medical school is a marathon, not a race. For this reason, we must be careful about how much we sacrifice to become physicians. Life is a balance, and finding that balance is the key to happiness as a medical professional.

A Brave New World Comes From Strong Roots, Nihit N. Mehta

Akesis

I feel like a monument,

a witnesss to Father Time.

Welcoming Clinical Medicine,

with certain excitement and shine.

A brave new world now awaits behind life's doors,

my roots are strong,

as I come from UNE's shores.

Pressed, Samantha Stephen

Akesis

Pushing myself to reconnect with what makes me feel grounded during my medical pursuits.

Reminding myself what it feels like to think abstractly.

Sunbathers, Jessica Rehrig

Akesis

in series with previous submission

Meditation, Jessica Rehrig

Akesis

in series with first submission

Surfers, Jessica Rehrig

Akesis

this goes in series with my first submission

this photo is "surfers"

Our Love For The Ocean Has Rooted Us Here, Jessica Rehrig

Akesis

Harun Yahya once said,

"I always wonder why birds choose to stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth, then I ask myself the same question."

This quote echoes a deeper meaning that is intertwined with the human experience, the human connection - to people, to culture, to memory. Often in life we move for school, travel for work, explore different countries for adventure, but we always come back "home". We are all rooted in somewhere or someone, and those connections and relationships shape us into who we are today and give life meaning.

The …

The Opposite Of Rhetoric, Jack C. Lewis

Akesis

There are a handful of moments from my past that continue to motivate me to pursue this medical education. This one in particular, telling a family that there is nothing more we can do for their deceased loved one, left me wanting to say much more than is professionally acceptable. And when I ask “why am I subjecting myself to this grueling education?,” I can find strength in these moments of not knowing whether or not there is more that I could’ve done to help an individual or family through a difficult moment.

After The Dark Comes The Light, Jenifer Van Deusen

Akesis

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Progress, William Ciurylo

Akesis

Finally, the weekend. Finally, free of the constraints of mandatory lectures and clinical experiences. Finally, freedom to work how and when I want to work; learn how and when I want to learn. The lack of structure is refreshing. I will be so productive. Finally. But first – I will sleep in. Might as well, I am free to do so after all. I am my own person for once. Just because I sleep in does not mean that I won’t master the material. I work better in the afternoons and evenings anyway. I deserve this after a week of …

The Knock Of Progress, Nihit N. Mehta

Akesis

This work is created as an amateur attempt, to push forward the philosophy of caring touch in modern medicine.

Thank You, I'M Sorry, Paige Kube

Akesis

We go into medicine to help others, cure disease, end suffering. We want to be caretakers, but to do so, there has to be disease. Does that make us thankful for the processes that cause this pain and suffering because it gives us purpose, it allows us to fulfill our role as caretakers? Who would we be without it? How can we help, be of use, if nothing is wrong, if no one needs us?

Are we subconsciously endorsing disease? Are we thankful for it? We say we’re thankful when we end it, cure it, thwart it. But, to be …

A Letter From An Editor, Nihit N. Mehta

Akesis

A Letter from an editor.

Gratitude To Our Family And Friends, Nihit N. Mehta

Akesis

We in the College of Osteopathic Medicine welcome each one of our classes with a White Coat Ceremony. It has been my honor to take part in this event for the last two years, the first time receiving my white coat and the second time as a companion. This event in it’s entirety is as much a celebration of an individual student as it is of their friends and family members. We never truly appreciate the sacrifices our families make, a debt of their love that can never be repaid!

Our missed dates,

Promises wiped from life’s slates,

My dear …

Untitled, Samantha Stephen

Akesis

I am grateful for the forest; for all the adventures I had there, the chance to connect with my friends, and better understand myself.

Made with ink, paper, and adhesive note paper.

I Am Their Kin, Nihit N. Mehta

Akesis

In trying to answer the question, “what consumes me,” I was reminded of a question, one that has been asked of me over these past few years: “What do you want to be when you grow up?” It’s a question that I’ve encountered many a times along this journey of life. Yet, when I recently encountered this question, my answer was like a clarion call to the recesses of this heart. “I want to be a pediatrician. I was a really sick child, so the way I see it, I’m their family member, helping my kin feel …

Overgrowth, Samantha Stephen

Akesis

I often find myself consumed by a desire to better myself and my work.

This is true for both school and my art. It can be tricky trying to find a balance between the two.

This is a 5"x5" black and white print taken with a Holga 120 CFN Camera.