the shadow
of another.
We diverge
from the horizon, blinking
into a sudden antumbra. Strangers
occult as the sun’s corona
blinds. I bend away in a wink
of sunlight. The air sparks gold until
our syzygy statics. At dusk we vanish
The echo of your voice haunts
the place I stand alone.
Every shadow
is the action of another.
Our silhouettes distort,
blur, & lengthen with time.
Our forms umbrate to sfumato.
At noon we disappear
into one; for a moment,
our darks converge. Your feet
chase mine until we grow
out of each other.
Every action is
C. M. Donahue holds a BFA in Writing, Literature, and Publishing with a Poetry concentration from Emerson College and an MA in Curriculum and Instruction from the University of Connecticut. Works by C. M. Donahue have recently been published or are forthcoming in The Mantle, Riggwelter, Jersey Devil Press, Amaryllis, Sonic Boom, and Eunoia Review.
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