Bio Note: After my husband Bill Higginson died in 2008, I moved from North Jersey to the Jersey shore area to be near my daughter and family. I have been writing poems for decades and am grateful the muse is still finding me. My most recent books are Still-Water Days (Kelsay Books, in press, 2021), A Prayer the Body Makes (Kelsay Books, 2020). and The Resonance Around Us (Mountains and Rivers Press, 2013). For more information please visit my website.
Restaurant, This Way
The small town restaurant waits, its neon sign a signal in the dusk. Stainless knives, forks, and spoons, their finish dulled from everyday use, grace red plastic placements on the scarred wooden tables where a waitress lights the candles. Finished, she walks to the front windows, to search a darkening sky for the first star; she has not used up all her wishes yet. From behind the swinging kitchen doors the scent of homemade chicken soup eddies around the old wooden chairs, their backs and seats curved to fit the human form. Chairs that remember generations of family dinners, the weight of booster seats for babies, and the occasional stranger, the one just passing through, who, hungry, and tired of plastic food, is lured off the highway by a hand-painted sign with an faded arrow underneath the words: Restaurant, This Way.
©2021 Penny Harter
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