Syracuse, NY 13210
Volume 10, 2010
The deer was in the road, walking across.
We swerved, but not enough. We heard the thump,
stopped, and backed up. She lay there, barely breathing;
blood in a pool around her head. We stood,
shaken, then pulled her to the side. The snow
swirled. There was nothing we could do. We drove
home; called the sheriff; filed the report.
Lucky for us, it only broke a headlight.
Lucky for us, but sad. Yes, it was sad.
Poor thing. So dumb. So unaware. Just space
from one woods to another. Just the crossing
she’d made a thousand times. I stroked her side.
So beautiful. Pathetic. Something real
had happened. No one spoke the whole way home.
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