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Shadows

Don Thompson

    Hundreds of shadows have taken refuge in this dark room, an obvious hiding place but nevertheless secure. Some of them crawled on their bellies all afternoon to get here. Some came home with me, crumpled in my pockets like soiled paper money and now lie on the dresser with the loose change: legal tender for insomnia, but not enough to buy sleep.

    Others spent the whole day under the rafters—those who never leave the house, hopelessly phobic about the sun. A few that seem afraid of everything, even themselves, cling to the walls and sweat. Old-fashioned shadows continue to wear velvet, keeping their traditions. Dancers from the wheat fields, erotic in black satin, emit a musk that can’t quite overcome the dry breath of grass widows.

    No two are the same in this crowded darkness—shadows heaped and intertwined like snakes in a nest, a comfort to each other. They can rest easy, at least for a few hours, safe from the light that frightens them so much, knowing they have a watchman who never sleeps on the job.

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