Dear Quilt

Their heads superglued, smiles extend, the spread of their deer quilt upon his lap. They read, as if one, “Mon—ey can’t buy hap-pi-ness but it can buy hunting gear… which is pretty much the same thing.” Last line succinctly added to their chime. The deer stand, his pride, sometimes given up to his wife, as he nervously waits in the pickup truck. Recently women show their trophies on media with bowed knee and the stance of a hunting rifle. Husband pounds chest. 2/4/2021