Kind of a mystery.
Mrs. Jenkins says hi. Her house looks abandoned. But it isnt’ at all.
Hello Mrs. Jenkins! I call to her name on the box.
Hello from the ether.
And the deer. The deer out of nowhere. From the banks of the Susquehanna. From the meadow. To the meadow. For a moment.
The deer and me.
On the railroad.
Me to him and him to me.
And the flicker in the field. The flicker. My angel. Of protection.
And my boys.
How I love them so.