A Poem for You: Who’s That BY ANA BOŽIČEVIĆ


Who's That BY ANA BOŽIČEVIĆ Eloquent Silence of everyone I ever loved This cloudy Friday evening Spring but still cold A smattering of new buds Who's that Swaddled in The uneasy atmosphere In silence No chatter or pleasant surprise The lusty rush of a weekend With the beloved Who's that Sprouting now out of The cottony silence With silky whips Still hanging from their little chops Who is it straining To pop out Of the hardwood Rings of time Into the cool air Like there's another cool world On the other side of this one Worth pushing Through to or maybe We're [...]