damned. by Josh Pampam (Nigeria)

she sat at the bank of the sea, gasping like an athlete. her face, like a flour in an oven, swollen as water dripped down on her dress. ​

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like a distant train, she hummed to the hissing of the sea before she burst out like a balloon, tied to the hand of a whirling fan of frustration; of elbow and blows; of edged sarcasm that punctured her pride and shattered her soul. fatigued of life, her eyes walked, the lonely space as she drowned in the dawn of her damned life.