The Dead Doe
The hunters could not find her
Venison they desired to eat
Then her carcass lay at the edge
Of an open field, next to the deep woods
Written: 4/4/2019
Taken from the poem "Dry"
Contest: Liberum Divisa II
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
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