For Windowblind ((new)) — Ilook

That’s how the neighbors put it. Every evening, as the sun bled orange into the suburbs, the southernmost window on the third floor remained a bare, glaring pupil. No curtain. No shade. Just glass and the dark shape behind it.

The old house on Hemlock Lane had one eye always open. ilook for windowblind

I pushed it open.

And I remember: I look for windowblind.