Deer Crossing

I caught just a fragment of her,

on the hillside,

in my headlights,

only an image to identify.

Brown belly and soft ears glaring in halogen light.

Then we both twitched in fear –

and separated.

A hundred feet down the road there was blood

where fear and light were not so well met.

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