The Shadows

When the shadows first appeared, the press thought it was Banksy or some other street artist having his way with the city.

How clever, people said.

Shadows of people, of objects, of animals. You saw them on buildings and sidewalks, more and more of them as the  days passed.

All the while, people and things were going missing. Man goes out for coffee and never returns.

The postal box on the corner is gone, but its shadow is still there.

Just another of those pranks, they said.

Then somebody noticed the painted shadows weren’t painted at all. They were real.