Akron, OH

Alone in this city
blanketed in snow.
Look away, you can’t see
that woman sitting there on a cold wooden bench.
Watching, listening, waiting beneath that tree,
harboring a deep thirst she is unsure how to quench.
A woman with a dream, a song -
no one to hear it in this busy city.
Drifting, wandering along
here, then gone,
she flits silently through the scenery.
Alone in this city.