It has been so long since I have written anything.

Now I wonder is there anything?

The black and white moths(or butterflies)have landed.

They are at the end of gravel driveways.

They congregate on dirt roads near new-born puddles

Never have I seen them salt and pepper.

I wonder if they have prejudices?

Why do they muddle around?

Are they eating or are they archeologists?

It’s like when I see mourning doves

panhandling the grains, pebbles, and stones for something…

I have no idea what that something is for either species.