I Remember – #225

I remember seeing a dead possum by a power pole on the way to work.  And then, two days later, another one, this one a bit bigger.  Neither seemed to have died from violence, and both were curled as though in sleep.  Over the months, they slowly decomposed and softened into patches of stained fur.

-4 May 2015

This post is part of the I Remember series.

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