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Hush

written by: John Drudge

 

“It’s meaningless”
She said
As she slipped
Beneath the covers
“There’s no point
To any of it
And I won’t come out
Until something
Matters”
She was bold
In utterance
But quickly folded
Into the creases
Of her comforts
And wept silently
Through her fading
As he held her
Softly
In her quiet

John Drudge

John Drudge

AUGUST 2020 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords Press
John is a social worker working in the field of disability management and holds degrees in social work, rehabilitation services, and psychology. He is the author of two books of poetry: “March” and “The Seasons of Us” (both published in 2019). His work has appeared widely in literary journals, magazines, and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children.
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