By Ana Marić
I see the glass glass statue on the floor.
Glass…fragileness…clarity…art…gorgon’s piece
I am taking the statue and smashing it against the wall
Shattering…cutting…tearing apart…dent in the wall
I notice an ember leaf on the surface of the river
Autumn vibes…wind’s hands…the fluent guidance…panta rei
Suddenly, a river devoured the leaf and leaf was no more
Eternal hunger…once was…once no more…everything passes
I hear the carillon melody in front of the pink monument
Two beings embraced in amorous endeavor
Enchantment…sacred noise…triggering the mind
Becoming unified…sharing a thought…in sickness…and in despair
Just one giant thread of perpetuate signs…