Altered Words: Shadows Grow Long

Shadows Grow LongFrom “The Body”
Published in Different Seasons by Stephen King
Pg. 400

Clouds began to build in the sky,
Up and up and up,
Thunderheads as purple as bruises.
Rain was coming.

Across the sky
The light seemed to evolve.
Filtered, almost pearly.

Our shadows grow long again,
Sail in and out of coppery shade.
The thunderheads lumber closer.

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