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She Who Watches: tsa-ga-gla-tal At nightfall, full harvest moon hangs in a low indigo sky, bloated bountiful, touchably close. A raccoon of surprising size lifts her head to glance, cheeks puffed with food, ever watchful. She turns, and I watch the gleam of her eyes which seems to light the droll thief’s mask she wears. She dances toward me, sturdy shape propelled on elegant feet, face angled slightly, as if to say, “Stay back.” Wearing a thickened winter coat, in a few weeks she’ll be sleeping safely in her den. Will she dream? Will I? |
Additional Notes:
“tsa-ga-gla-tal” is the Yakima Indian name for raccoons, or “she who watches.”
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