Candy Striper in 4 Acts

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: June 11, 2018

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Submitted: June 11, 2018



Candy Striper in 4 Acts


By Alexander Guinevere Kern

June 1987




“You’re not hanging around Here all Summer!”

Said my blind, hard-working Mother.

Peppermint pink and Snow White stripes

Volunteer uniform, starchy apron/starchy smile.

Disposition required: terminally cheery.

I took the job in the Nursing Home.




Shock: 3:00 a.m. orange juice glass

Mourns on metal tray. Mrs. Peters passed

Away yesterday.  No one told the kitchen.

I used to serve it to her, sip by quivering sip.

“Let her come get it from Heaven,”

Joked the Head Nurse, snorting.




The tender speech teacher with Muscular Dystrophy

Slipped from the physical therapy table straps

Into a frantic knot of limbs. I can’t hoist 

Her heavy unusable muscles - she weeps.

Doctor rescues her, pinches my elbow HARD.

Whispers tensely: “Don’t you dare tell anyone this happened.”




Venerable crone - 99 years, Graphite scrub of hair 

Defiant eyes. I work each cinched knuckle gently,

Easing her arthritis. Psychiatrist bustles in,

Peers into her rheumy eyes, asks “How do

You feel about geriatric sex?”  (Pause)

She hawks a stream of phlegm onto his

Dangling pink silk tie  . . . grins wickedly.

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