Walking Home

Originally written for a poetry class at Alfred University (2007), and later presented as part of GRAMMAS CAMERAS II (2013), an exhibition of photography and writings.


it was morning,

five o’clock and quiet.

The snow captured lamplight, turning



the construction

fence surrounding a library,

I spotted seven silhouettes

of deer.

Ice crunched

beneath my boots.

I crept across the snow

to get closer, trying not to 


Their heads

rose and ears perked.

One after another,

they leaped around the building, and

were lost. 

A doe,

who stayed behind,

froze on the orange snow.

Just as I found my camera, she