︎︎︎ Ivan Genc

︎ June 20, 2024

When the ground rumbled and opened its many mouths
I pressed my lips against the cool dirt and hummed
For countless days my breath kissed winds from below
Years have come by and I am as porous as the earth
When the rain arrived and tragic ruins surfaced above
I touched frail pieces of everything I have ever known
Where I held what remains others will build a home
There was no shame or bitter sorrow, it’s just bones

Ivan Genc is a literary debutante from Petrinja, Croatia. Just a guy, for the most part.