The Girls
—
he called them “the girls”
this group of deer
who still make their way
across his lawn
to the small space of woods
on the other side of his street
—
“the girls” keep coming
despite the Saturn dealer
who cleared some trees
to make room for the Saturns
despite the Thruway
which shuttles cars and trucks
from west to east
and back again
despite the mall
built nearby
which spins the traffic
from out of control
to chaos
—
a little after dusk
I left his home
as “the girls” were
making their way too
—
one stopped in the street
to turn and look at me
we both stood still
but she was clearly wondering
if I had a permit
to be there
—
© Copyright 2003 by Ann Freeman Price
