These shapes sit atop a table with four legs, all pieces are carved from limestone.

Maybe the shape is sitting in my subconscious, buried way deep down.

Small shapes sat on the boy's shoulders, and walked beside him.

The shape that looked like Bobby was sitting quietly on his lap.

A shadowy shape was sitting there, a sort of small mountain on the floor.

The shape of the Honda sat squatly in the mirror.

The shape of the face, the coloring, even the way you sit in the saddle.

A smaller shape sat to either side of her.

The black shapes of furniture sat in the gloom.

A dark gray shape sat in the middle of the whiteness.