42 • CENTRAL REVIEW • SPRING 2020
WIND // SEA by Brooke Westgate
Maybe I’m the wind, And maybe you’re the sea. Maybe, If I try hard enough, I can find myself at the very edge Of your being. Maybe, if I somehow find the courage Within the pit of my bluster-stricken stomach, You’ll allow me to accompany the waves That constantly grow from within you. Maybe, Do you think, When pieces of you curl from newfound height, It’s as close as we will ever feel to one another? Maybe, The two of us can never inhabit the same space, Only touch on the border of you, And of I.
