June 08, 2025
More in White Tailed Deer the trail of moonlight
mother stands at the end of the dock
in a blue silk nightgown
wishing the moon were bigger
than her thumb
she doesn't dare count the stars
they are more holy in the mystery
she strips naked
and dives into the black cold lake.
if it happened, it was not real
because only she knew
this moment.
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