Out There
The lone palm tree across from her window stands sentinel for the outdated apartment building behind it. Not much has changed outside this window. Not the dirty streaks that obstruct an already-obstructed view. Not the unkempt bush that sits halfway up its entire length. Not the spiders' web in the top right, unreachable corner. Still, this stained portal provides the only blowing air that stirs her. Inside, her tiny apartment feels stagnant. Nothing but recycled breaths