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Ghost Girl

I am barefoot, running
wild and free, crunching

leaves and twigs
carpeting my path.

I skitter about
in childish delight, arms

stretched out, gliding
through the air.

I halt before a figure bunched
underneath a tree,

squatting with face in
palms rested on knees.

My abrupt stop startles her,
and she raises her head to me,

hair packed up in a bun,

gazelle eyes gleaming strongly
under the glare of the sun.

My heart rumbles beneath ribs,
beating

like hooves of a deer flogging
against bare soil.

I stretch out a hand
in a friendly gesture and say Hi.

She takes to her heels,
gown flailing in the wind.

But her image, like
a strong memory, stays.






Zenas Ubere is a creative writer from Nigeria. His work appears on Agbowo, African Writer, Witsprouts, The K & L Histories of Yesterday anthology, and elsewhere. He writes from Owerri. He can be found on Twitter @zenasubere and on Facebook as Zenas Ubere.

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