And the Elk Die Gracefully

[a poem]

Photo by Mattia Corciulo on Unsplash

These mountains, the Sangres,
black and jagged against a fading summer sky,
the remnants of a page ripped from God’s novel.

We sit in its wake
wondering of which of these unknowable secrets
we’ve been robbed.

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American novelist, poet and father, blogging about love, sex and relationships.

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American novelist, poet and father, blogging about love, sex and relationships.

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