the poetry that matters

Natasha Boskic

Natasha Boskic writes poetry and short stories in English and Serbian. Her poem was among honourably mentioned in Hibernating with Words Poetry Contest, February 2009. She was a featured poet at the opening of the 6th annual Summer Dream Literary Arts Festival (Aug 19th - 29th, 2009). She works at UBC, Vancouver.


Hand-shake (upstairs/downstairs)


All the life-lines have disappeared.              I have neither past, nor future.         

                                    And erased them, completely.                                     I keep my hands well hidden

                            An evil goblin came one night                                                       In the depths of my pockets.

                      The emptiness will blind you.                                                   When I have to write something down

              If you open them to see my palms,                                                                                                         I use my teeth.

     My hands are in fists,                                                                                                                                                   I eat the paper.

I have nothing to offer or say.                                                                                                                         I am more acrid that way.


                                                                                                                                                                                                 September 2005.

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