Sometimes, It Isn’t Much
written by: Richard LeDue
@LedueRichard
Don’t hug me and tell me it’s alright-
he’s still gone:
our last words to each other
his whispered goodbye
because the cancer clipped his voice,
and my farewell spoken softly
as someone trying to stay calm
during a crash landing.
Don’t hug me and tell me it’s alright-
all that does
is remind me how words are
like a Rorschach test,
where I see butterflies
without knowing if that’s the right answer,
but telling myself it must be.
Richard LeDue
Richard LeDue (he/him) lives in Norway House, Manitoba, Canada. He has been published both online and in print. He is the author of seven books of poetry. His latest book, “Everyday Failure,” was released from Alien Buddha Press in October 2022.
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