The Other Guy

Photo by T R A V E L E R G E E K on Unsplash

My shadow
does not resemble me.
It’s thicker, shorter,
with waves that break
over the shoulders.
Hairless.
With more edges, better
posture, and only spends
time outside in the sun.
Does it say the same
things about me?

© Trapper Markelz 2020

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