I’m so proud of my ‘little miss’ who has recently been awarded a certificate of merit following in her big sister’s and mother’s footsteps. We’re a family of writers! Who knew? 😀
Read on for the short piece she aptly titled…
And Then She Was Gone
“Whispers in the street travel through the town. They stare intently; I turn around, they all go. Prtetend you can’t see me? I see everyone. I was like everyone else. Now, they see a translucent figure of what could have been human. When I see people they start to lose humanity. I wish I could see myself. I can’t see myself. Lights start fading, everything turns black. I see him, claiming to be my doctor, that would mean need help. I see no one I can’t help but lose my humanity, living in this place my doctor calls an asylum” – A poem by Somechi Obuaya (14).
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