by Emily Ivanauskas
Emily Ivanauskas (she/they) is a freshman Environmental Sciences major with a minor in English writing. She adores both science and poetry, and has previously had poems featured in digital magazines. Over the last few years she has been finding her voice in verse, writing about her experiences with love and heartbreak, and finding inspiration in nature. Some of her fondest memories come from her senior year English class in high school in which she would improve her craft while receiving support from her teacher and peers.
I found peace within your steady breathing,
Embodying the wind itself.
Found shelter from the heat and the rain
Under a vibrant tree canopy.
But I realized I missed the rain,
And the feeling of the sun on my skin.
The leaves blocked out the silver moon,
And silenced its ticking,
Leaving Earth uncomfortably quiet.
Now I can see my reflection
In rain’s clear puddles,
And my shadow no longer
Has to hide in the dark.
Now the stars are dimmer,
But I can hear them better,
And the sound of wind
Is no longer eclipsed
By your unreliable breaths.