Portrait of a deer To slide, my ruined mouth. An unlocked door. Burlesque: how stars react. At such a thought. A cavalcade of fresh grass. Doe. One hundred acre wood. Unseen, this whistled blacktop. Asks: what risk, in rewriting a beloved book? Tether, history. Go west. Talk to me of rest. Confessional: your hand, this scratch of leaves and logs. A spritely fox, or groundhog. Burrow. What eighty years ago was open field. The path is overgrown. We follow fenceline,...
