Poetry

The Woman in Yellow – Ugonma Ubani-Ebere

There is a woman in yellow looking at me. She looks sweet like a buttery bread ready to be dipped in tea.
She is looking at me.
Her eyes brown like chocolate silk
As they flow down like chocolate milk.
She doesn’t blink.
Her face is blank, she doesn’t think.
Trying so hard to look mellow in all her yellow.
Her limbs are limp like jello.
Her skin looks cold
As if she needs someone to hold.
A sound of blasting thunder is sung
As she remains forever young.
She never looks away and she never makes a sound.
She melts like red butter on the ground.
There is a woman in yellow looking at me.
I was the last person she saw before she took herself out of her misery.

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