­I have never forgotten, Nor forgiven. I bring it up, Just to remind him. But, does he see? Do any of you? I'm invisible. Tangible, yet so far away...   And you'll never see me again.   Caitie

The Hunted

­I lay in the damp grass, Watching the clouds come to pass. The day dwindled on, A spindly broken baby fawn, Stumbling and shaking, Those tiny legs almost breaking. She crouched to smell the flowers, Weeds curling up her legs in bristly towers. They pulled the darling to Earth, But, what is it worth? A…