The shadow

This shadow never leaves me.

The shadow of my own being.

It’s not concrete,

it’s not even abstract,

yet I cannot show it

to the world

and present it

like fruits on a platter

ready to be sacrificed and given

to the deities.

I cannot give, I cannot sacrifice

this shadow of my being.

It exists and yet it doesn’t.

It’s real and yet it isn’t.

~ ~ ~ ~

Featured image: Photo by Aditi Premankit


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