nicole mcfeely

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Your Shadow Won

The shadows are there
there are only shadows
I watch them pretend to be people
creatures trained to be still
for all of the unknown species watching

Your shadow won’t stick to you
the same way
it used to

Ever mistaking shade for soul
watched over
coolly
by eyes
polar
why must beauty
fail to move the beautiful?

I am fumbling mutely at keys coaxed by silence
I am sucking life from the gap in our connection like a child sipping air through a straw

There are so many people with the same names.
There are so many people who want to be real,
named.
So many people
licking the edges of their syllables
as they pass them across tables
like salt shakers,

plastic sheen of same name condiments
at every single one
at every single one
at every single one
at every single one