Collaboration #19 Guillermo Delgado’s image, Anita Skeen responded

What Lingers

Sometimes a splash of brown
just to the side of my vision.

In the woods, near the compost,
grass matted flat.

At night, the click of claws
on the deck, a bark at the neighbor’s
where now there are only cats.

Something slides beneath my eyelids,
goes neon when I squeeze
tight for a better glimpse.

I might catch the odd floater
on the horizon.  I might think
I’ve just seen a snake.

There is an apple
on my kitchen counter
and somewhere my mother,

pairing knife in hand,
ready to slice it for a snack.


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