The Forgotten Shadow

A prose inspired from day 18 prompt of ShabdAaweg Review

Photo by Martino Pietropoli on Unsplash

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them but it wasn’t a disaster.
- Elizabeth Bishop

The art of writing is all about the shadow which we carry with us. Those memories which cling to us, the weight of the baggage which we can’t let go, the stories