It is cheaper to die
in an alley,
found by police,
tagged as john or jane
doe,
disregarded by an overworked
medical examiner,
then cremated and buried
in a potter’s field,
then it is to die
in a hospital
surrounded by friends and family
About the Creator
Nicholas King
I'm a graduate of the University of South Florida's Creative Writing program, Class of 2012. Currently, I reside in Florida, where I've spent the majority of life. In my spare time, I write fiction and poetry.
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