Gray Ladies
It's sharply daytime. Noon Sunshine from on high cuts crisp lines from gray mists it has whipped from morning and pastes them all around as I walk. Shadows My shadows There I am as a student. A young girl. Now, a woman shopping. No, a woman going to work. Hurrying, hurrying. These shadows are walking, running, faster than my tired legs can manage. How is it so? Aren’t they a part of me? I look about. No one else can seem to see them as they scurry about in a kaleidoscope of bright colours. Not really a surprise. No one can see me either. Now that I am old, I am but a gray slow shadow of all those former selves. Joan Leotta Joan Leotta has been playing with words on page and stage since childhood in Pittsburgh. She is a writer and story performer. Her Legacy of Honor series feature strong Italian-American women. Her poetry and essays appear or are forthcoming in Gnarled Oak, the A-3 Review, Hobart Literary Review, Silver Birch, Peacock, and Postcard Poems and Prose among others. Her first poetry chapbook, Languid Lusciousness with Lemon, was just released by Finishing Line Press. Joan's picture books from Theaqllc, Whoosh!, Summer in a Bowl, Rosa and the Red Apron, and Rosa's Shell celebrate food and family. Her award-winning short stories are collected in Simply a Smile. You can find more about her work on her blog at www.joanleotta.wordpress.com
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