Voices in Humanism

Quarantine

To tear through a book
lovingly, hungrily
as with no other choice
as it tears through you
wakening memories, pasts, dreams
punctuated by the soft hum
of the small cat beside you
the lingering warmth in your hands
from the last cup of tea
as you turn the last page
and lay awake, content, dawn.

Jessica Rutsky, MD
April 20, 2020
Voices in Humanism