Every evening this week
at dusk she stands
by the kitchen window—
the dishes done—
listening to
the birds’ final calls,
waiting for the lone raccoon
to appear for a drink
at her tiny garden pond.
Her silhouette
in the darkening window
is what I wait for.
Rich Heller studied creative writing at the University of Pittsburgh. His poems and short stories have been published in over 25 literary journals.
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