Desert Dweller

Walking in the morning sun

warm on one side

cool on the opposite. 

A dragonfly invades the space between

my body and the flat darkness

cast on pavement.

Her wings darken and cool

as she flutters

in that moveable place.

My shadow

has height, length and depth.

My shadow has volume.

My shadow is a vessel

between me and

the shape on the path.

My shadow

has temperature

and influence.

The dragonfly drifts away

casting her own shadow.

© 2026 Bruno Talerico

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