I stare at the empty space,
so white, without a dot.
It mirrors my mind,
which has been silent for months.
I’m at an impasse,
unsure of what comes next.
I try to focus, to write,
but the words collapse into gibberish.
On paper, they feel hollow,
not yet shaped into meaning,
not yet ready to speak for me,
not yet worthy of the world.
Mariam Shittu
















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