The boys wait for her.
‘What are we waiting for?’
her mind is not on
She’s thinking of another
boy in the village to whom
she’s given her heart
and yet, she could be invisible
for all the fruits of her labour.
Their parents always absent
Why do I always have to be mother?’
She thinks and sighs..
adopts even more attitude
‘and, who says bananas have to be yellow!’
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