Everted

Check out my new account for experimental pieces @evertedjournals on IG. •••• When I was young Time held my hands and helped me walk One step after the other. When I fell It sat next to me And waited. How patient it was with my heart. and now As a grown up I don’t fall as often as I used to, But, when I do, it takes more time to get back up And Time doesn’t wait for its peers It goes on Here I am Lost Tracing its footsteps. Music: Solo Acoustic 5 Music by audionautix.com #stopmotionpaper #stopmotion #stopmotionvideo #stopmotionlovers #time#poetrycommunity #poeticthoughts #poetryofinstagram #poetsociety

Do not get used to a routine that isn’t yours Do not get used to the collective conversations from across a corridor Do not get used to the phone rings The tea breaks The 5:30 pm rush to leave The taxi line Your cubicle Do not get used to leaving your signature so obliviously that you don’t even check the date Do not get used to breathing in blames and breathing out okays Do not get used to your plastic chair Do not get used to your meeting notebooks Do not get used to problems that aren’t yours Do not get used to names you can’t put a face on Do not get used to time you watch passing by you Do not get used to a life you’re obligately living

Yes, that. Those days You know, Where your lungs feels like a solitary confinement with four people in it breathing over your shoulder You know, Where your eyes are sensitive to light, Any light Light coming from your phone, the window, fluorescent tubes, smiles and kind hearts You know, Where you can taste the rust against the weathering gears in your brain Where you hear others calling out your name but you have to blink hard a couple of times To make sure whether you’re falling asleep or if it’s really coming from across your table You know, Where you don’t want to get out of the taxi In fact, you didn’t want to get in, in the first place In fact, you wanted to stay in In your room your bed your mind your dream your skin You know, . . . Don’t you?

"ኢትዮጵያዊ የፈጠራ ኢንዱስትሪ ፤ እንዴት አለማቀፋዊ ድንበሮችን ይሻገሩ?" በሚል ርዕስ ከብሩህ ክለብ መሥራች እና የቀድሞ የብሪትሽ ካውንስል አርትስ ፕሮግራም ዳይሬክተር ማህሌት ማዕረጉ ጋር ውይይት ይኖረናል። ማክሰኞ የካቲት 2 2013 ከምሽቱ 2 ሰዓት እስከ 3 እንድትከታተሉ እና እንድትሳተፉ እንጋብዛለን ። የከቤት እስከ ከተማ አዘጋጆች ። Under the title "Ethiopian Creatives Industries : How to Cross International Borders" we will be talking to Mahlet Mairegu , the founder of Bruh Club and former British Council’s Arts Programme Manager. Tune in and have your say live from 8 to 9 pm on tomorrow Tuesday February 9, 2021 The Kek team

A collaboration piece with @vectorart A frame can hold broken pieces as one Giving you the illusion of wholeness Trace back each crack and they will lead you to a single point left untreated Its survival depends on the frame Take it away and it all crumbles before your eyes.

Have you ever prayed to your pain Asking it to take its foot off of your heart so you can take a breath. Have you ever prayed to your tears Asking if they can stay in a little bit longer At least until you are by yourself Have you ever prayed to your memories Begging if they would let you see a face Hear the voice Of the lost one Have you ever prayed to your mind Asking for a break Have you ever prayed to your heart Hoping it doesn't listen to the mind Have you ever prayed to your breath Asking if it could just flow And not break Have you ever prayed to life Asking if it knows you by your name Have you ever prayed to death Asking when Have you ever prayed to closed eyes Asking if they can take you somewhere else Anywhere else But here Have you ever prayed to your arms Begging to not give up Have you ever prayed to your voice Asking " Are you there?" Have you ever prayed to your scars Asking if they could turn themselves in to beauty marks Have you ever prayed to time Asking if it could stop for a minute Have you ever prayed to God Asking if he remembers creating you. Have you ever prayed Because You want to fight one more day. One more life. One more you.