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
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 four books of poetry: “March” (2019), “The Seasons of Us” (2019), New Days (2020), and Fragments (2021). His work has appeared widely in numerous literary journals, magazines, and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children.
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