I awoke this morning to discover four deer consuming the vining "hedgerow" in my backyard. I'd been expected them. With the snow, food's not been easy for them to find, and my yard has long been a bit of a welcome cafe. Conveniently located just off of New Hampshire Avenue, they can always grab a bite before boarding the K14 bus into the District.... Oh bother.
It frustrates me, because they don't belong here. For the longest time, they weren't here. And now they're here again. My Palestinian refugees. My holocaust survivors. Wise and inventive, needy and indiscriminate. Who died and made me God?
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