Lost Shadows
By Ebhohon Majekodunmi Oseriemen They promised us light—a golden sun in every socket,a thousand pixel moons cupped in our palms.No more shadows, they swore,no more cracks for grief to hide.We clapped. We swiped. We danced.Drunk on the buzz of a futuretoo bright to see. Now—where does a widow’s tear spillwithout a hashtag sipping its salt?Where can a man cradle…
