Do You see her? _A poem By Itohan Ekle
“Do you see her?”
“Who?”
“Her,” she says, pointing to the window.
“I don’t see anyone or hear any voices. Are you okay?”
She is standing right there.
“There is no one there.”
“Are you freaking blind? She is right there!”
She could feel the little girl’s uneasiness with the woman having company.
The girl liked being…