as if I were something that might be hunted
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so there I was cruising
the trails looking
at the other men looking
at me & when there were
no men to look at I was looking
at Grindr as the leaves fell
around me & the men
passed other men until
they again passed me
& each time a man passed
I rearranged myself
in my shorts even
when the men
were old or looked like
they smelled or did not
make eye contact & after
rearranging myself
I would look back
at the men & look down
at my phone because
there were plenty
of men but no one
was catching my eye so
I refreshed Grindr over & over
again as night fell
around me & each time
I heard a cough or a twig
snap I looked up & looked
down & looked up
& kept walking & then
all of a sudden I could not
keep walking because
before me & looking
straight at me was a deer
in the middle of the path
& I froze & I looked at the deer
& the deer looked back
at me the way a man
might look at me if
he wanted to follow me
into the bushes & when
after some time
the deer decided
it had seen enough
it turned & walked into
the underbrush &
I swear to god
I almost followed it
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