After

by Annabella Dlugi

After everything–
there’s still something left.

The heart beats on–
if not in body, then it beats in song.

After our home,
the corn will still be cut
and the cows will still mourn

this strange passing of time.

What is it?

After you,
there’s still some you left.

Annabella Dlugi is a senior at Lawrence University studying English Literature. She loves all things art, especially theatre and music, and is fueled by obscene amounts of coffee, friends, and water walks.