(Sigh)t

I see him beaming to no one from across the hall

the pages of To Kill A Mockingbird
fluttered under my fingers

You know how ghosts move?
Yeah, me neither.
but that boy, he moved like ghost
not the scary one, the sad one

He called out —
‘Hi, anyone there?’ I replied, in jest —
‘There’s nobody here. I’m a ghost’

It’s ironic you see, because he was the ghost, not me

‘I heard there are double rainbows going on outside now! Why are you still here? Do me a favour and get out there. Enjoy it!’

My skin red, my eyes narrowed. Who is this annoying kid?

I turned my attention to my badly dog-eared book and he just stood there in silence probably waiting for me to look at his persistence and heed him.

I gave up.

Annoyed, I walked up to him —
‘I don’t know who you are, but fine I’ll check it out now. In return, you go back to your mom, wherever she is’ A smile sneaked from his parted lips, his eyes glazing —
‘Okay!’

Outside, drizzles was singing cold, the air was filled with petrichor
and dead leaves

We both looked up and I saw the most beautiful double rainbows arching concentrically over the sunlit sky

In awe, I smiled
I turned my head to look at the boy

in the afternoon sunlight I saw
his glazed eyes
devoid of sight
but brimming with imagination

-Odis