A Deer Hunting Memoir
The two bucks
were hanging
from a trree.
They were
covered from
the shoulders
down by canvas
to protect them
from the rain.
Their tongues
were sticking
out and their
eyes glowed.
The air
was sweet with
the smell of
juniper bush.
Slow drops
of rain
fell through
the beam
of the flashlight.
14.06.2026
@richard-brautigan