Agar - Liyou Libsekal

I remember a yellow scarf fashioned every which way and beautiful bones that peaked at the cheeks.
Mounted proud “young mother” in  eyes mourning a daughter left behind
Families don’t speak of shame and hindsight lives in layers.
She was pieces of you strolling tall, slender and curved but you were with me as she cocooned and rolled and stretched. Always in a flowered dress, always drenched in fate
you sit, a lakeside lullaby a picture of youth then, and forever and forever I gnaw on whether you knew near the end
but with age as authority, we lived in darkness why expect more in death?
My anger lives in layers un-abandoned, if only for my sake.

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Liyou Libsekal (born 1990) Ethiopia
Source: Ethio Beauty