Submission by Kirila Cvetkovska

[Kirila Cvetkovska]

ANYBODY THERE

Every now and then

empty skies are emptying our souls

at the crack of dawn.

I discover your secrets

as we get news

of another uprising

in another city

and we intentionally forget 

how to fight,

tired of betrayals making headlines

every morning and every night.

I want to wake up to a headline

of unbearable beauty

while you search for the cracks in my mind

with too much light in your eyes.

The type of light

that rips apart a whole human body,

only to find

an enlightening spirit in hindsight.

I hide that spirit

within the cracks of my hands,

saving it for a time

when we are out of light.

I am so afraid

that time may be tonight.

This poem is unpublished.

Biography:

Kirila Cvetkovska, Macedonian, Macedonia 1990, currently living in Macedonia.

Website: https://kirilacvetkovska.weebly.com/ 

I am Kirila Cvetkovska, an artist and art historian from Macedonia. My research and art practice dwell on the themes of collective memory, reminiscence, loss and detachment, analyzing the cross-cultural values that encompass these issues and their manifestation. I am engaged in discovering the links between poetry, photography, history, art history and psychology, while generating a blend of empirical and artistic examination of the past and current social, as well as personal tensions we experience. My particular practice is a quest for nurturing creativity and original expression, meditating on the exchange of cultural values and liberating oneself from the restraints of consumerism.

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