life (haiku)

Stories on the highway

Sugar Beet Crop — Photo by Lucas van Oort on Unsplash

beets sprout
off a busy road —

bloodstains of a deer

I have always been haunted by the time I hit a deer on the highway in the middle of the night. The deer came out of nowhere and before I knew it, the deer was in my headlights. I tried to swerve but the whole episode happened too quickly.