SEAGULL ON THE HILL
On a Thursday afternoon around 2 p.m., you were walking east on Denny Way, between 16th and 17th Avenues, on Capitol Hill. You appeared to be a woman in your 20s, in a peacoat, gazing down into your phone. Something in your peripheral vision caught your eye. A white, radiant lump. It was on the grass next to the sidewalk, next to an electrical pole. We saw you approach the white lump, gingerly, as if unsure what it was, and then touch it with your toe, and then look up at the electrical pole and the wires overhead, and then look down at the white lump again, wandering around it, wondering what to do. And then you decided not to do anything and kept walking. When we got close enough to see what it was, we could see the white lump was a seagull, freshly dead, resting, infinitely peaceful in the wet grass. We didn’t know what to do either, so we just kept walking…