Pretty Woman

Pretty woman, A Poem by Judekelvin Igbonekwu

Life is a woman in colored Dress
Life is, a woman in colored Dress
is it crime to be a woman endowed in colors and free
from assaults?

Call me a damsel with no face, and I look beautiful on my back
I sit in the swirl of my dress and watch the life taken from me for being woman in colored dress
I do not know what I see anymore,
mistakes, and I see regrets
nightmares and I see
many Weinstein inside of me,
and I choose to look away

Not that I do not want to be seen and counted another woman in colored dress
I want to, but look beautiful in this shamed body,
be ugly and beautiful and a pretty woman in colored dress

My curl is the body of a pretty woman, my calm is shoot gun to save me from predators
Tears that tear my colored dress open,
Coerces that ignore the tear, I take it I am a woman and a mark in me
Have you not noticed, I am too fragile the world scares me

My mistake is embraced
and my nightmare is replaced,
a luminous color of love

Pretty woman, A Poem by Judekelvin Igbonekwu


  • Judekelvin Igbonekwu hails from the Eastern part of Nigeria, Enugu State, and currently resides in the Federal Capital Territory, Abuja. As an emerging writer, Judekelvin hopes to help change the landscape of African literature. His works have been submitted in Rattle Magazine, BlogNostics and also for the Brunel Africa poetry prize. He is currently working on a first novel titled” My Uncle’s Wife”

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