in lost hoursdim roomsi silently moldmy handsin front ofbare bulbsproject distortedshadow puppetsagainstlonely wallsmovementslowineleganta mourning dovepierced throughthe breastby melancholy’ssharp sterling thornbeats its wingsraggedagainst ribbedcageof blueunable tolaunchfly free © 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

Shadow in the Frame: I Cast A Shadow – Christine E. Ray