Shadow

A poem by Isabelle Sorrells


This dark form

Silhouetted void

Follows me when the sun is high

And casts my likeness against the ground.

Some may perceive this apparition

As the sad depiction of our souls

Forever tethered and stretched against the earth and bound to the sun’s will.

But I gaze upon this golem as proof of existence.

Standing in capacity

This shade displays my displacement

In time and space

Chemical and light forced to cease or bend.

It can’t go through

Because I Am Here.

In case you or I ever have any doubts.

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