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Ellen Foos

Deer Leg

Tracking hoofprints in the snow with the dog.
Later on, a detached leg in the dog’s mouth.

Into the dumpster it gets hurled,
the dog circling for final traces.

We’re all looking for crowns for our efforts,
showing them off like a happy mutt.

When images of folly are rebroadcast,
some can clear them away,

others return to the chase, the meat,
not sure who claims victory.

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