DOE BAY

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June 2016

 

I was picking blueberries 

When I saw a deer

It was bloody and leaning to the side

In the middle of the field 

Surrounded by berries

 

Walked to the deer

It allowed me to see it wounds 

Vicious and red 

Thick like syrup

Sharp and aggressive 

Meat missing and tendons torn

Carvings deep and angry

No gun was fired

No arrow was pulled

 

I stroked its head and it fell

First to its legs

Then to its side

Eyes black and eternal

Saw through me 

Glass and water to the sky

Breathing shallowed 

Blood stopped pumping

All was still

 

I picked more blueberries

They’ve never tasted so sweet. 

 

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  • Kiersten Felch 5 months, 1 week ago

    A very haunting scene for sure

  • Miranda Fotia 5 months, 1 week ago

    Interesting ending for such a macabre experience. Thanks for sharing!