There is someone who is lost
The world is so compact
the trees and the houses rise up for breath
in the blue there’s high alert
the streets are dying muffled strangled.

We push on thinking we navigate
through flesh through sounds through encounters
but nobody is going anywhere.
The defeated core still chases after life.

Whoever is lost and who knows it
lets their arms dangle
they will sleep
eyes shuttered down upon
a bird no longer in the sky.

Artwork
Nobody is Going Anywhere
Arezoo Bharthania @arezoo_bharthania

Poem
Nobody Is Going Anywhere
Translated from French by Jade Cuttle
Gisele Prassinos

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