Footfall1 week ago7Shadows seeping into the floorFootfall, Alight The sunlight lies like a path, and you walk along it slowly. The shadow of the cup by the window seeps into the floor after noon.
As the afternoon deepens, my plant pot's shadow climbs the wall. I imagine where the sun must be on your side now.
After lunch, the cup's shadow disappears from the kitchen tiles, and in its place the doorframe's shadow stretches out long.
Just as the shadow touched the floor and vanished, I felt a coolness at my toes.
The shadow of the water bottle on the kitchen threshold kept shortening all afternoon, and by evening it was gone.
Around three in the afternoon, as I pass the window at the end of the hallway, my shadow slowly stretches along the wall.