by Nachoem M. Wijnberg
Once we have it, what do we do?
Another victory like that and we—what will we be?—we will be lost.
If you want to take over my job, you will have to work harder
To convince me that I have succeeded at everything possible that will lead to my being lost.
My clothes on the beach, everyone gets their own back, but not me.
I should have known I would lose them if I left them lying there.
Lying in the sea when the beach is empty,
An unexpectedly large wave washing over me like another victory.
Last updated November 13, 2022