Written in 2002
Shadow
Her name was Shadow
No mirror ever showed
Her reflection
She had never crossed a street
Living her life along the walls
With lowered eyes
She had the softest hands
Merciful to strangers and beggars
Because they were nameless
She spoke in breathless whispers
People only noticed her presence after
She was gone
No one knew
She always slept with open windows
Hungry for the moon
No one understood
How she could move in total silence
Through the night
Her name was Shadow
Gun Brooke