 Have you ever seen, probably around Halloween, a squirrel nervously feasting on a hollowed-out pumpkin? And I was very still, so the critter gobbled away, though with an eye on me. What you could tell was really on me when looking down into the pumpkin for more goodies. The award-winning poet, essayist, and author Ross Gay noticed a squirrel in a pumpkin, and a cagey game of peek-a-boo ensued.