Blue Fox
8/12/19, COOKE CITY, MT - Disparate realms align in blue light. She awaits the baker, who trades in loaves and nourishes Cooke City wanderers. She peers in; skitters away; returns. For ten years, a fox has found this intersection of human-animal universes. The baker yields. Wayfarers come for sustenance. It is the baker's trade. All comers know hunger. One egg, lightly scrambled, tossed to the sidewalk. A dawn promise kept.
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