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my shadow
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she wears an honest face
a taunting grin
and all my secrets as tattoos.
her hair
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it’s like the liver chestnut coat of the sable island stallion
that lighthouse window feral beauty,
wild
crashing
untamed
waves.
my shadow
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is a mystery,
fleeting like writing in the sand.
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sui generis,
yet tethered.
Shadow
By Madeleine lamoureux
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