A Poem by Andrea Jurjević - Believer Magazine

A Poem by Andrea Jurjević

by Andrea Jurjević
September 17th, 2020

Mother’s Bedtime Routine

Now she strokes my sister’s hair, now she holds our feet

Now she tells us of rabbits huddling together in a burrow

The war-wind howling and the hungry fox treading through snow

And a witch who lives on the rooftop across the street

Who is also hungry and who preys on sleepless children

Now a cloud in the shape of a fist gathers above her forehead and from it forms a well

Now I lean over that well and on the reflective water

I see her dusting owl figurines in the house of misfortune

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