Bones

Rivers
Cutting roots
Through the scream
Of souls
Too much fog
On the horizon
To be seen
As we slink below
Glaciers melting
With increasing speed
Beyond the scope
Of our own slow moving
Until the wild dogs
Of dark valleys
Devour us
Like so many bones
Between our
Losses

John Drudge 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 in the Arlington Literary Journal, The Rye Whiskey Review, Poetica Review, Drinkers Only, Literary Yard, The Alien Buddha Press, Montreal Writes, Mad Swirl, La Picoletta Barca Literary Journal Cambridge University, The Avocet, Sparks of Caliope, Harbinger Asylum, Black Coffee Review, Setu Magazine, The Ekphrastic Review, and the Adelaide Literary Magazine. John is a Pushcart Prize nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children. Read other articles by John.