World Poetry Day – The Library

My angst about my education has been around since high school, I recently (re)discovered. A few months ago, while cleaning up my still cluttered spaces at home, I found a small collection of poetry I wrote when I was in high school. I must have been around 15 or 16 years old when I penned The …

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The Empathy of Horses

The Fallen We woke up late that Sunday morning and there she was, the swell of her belly rising like a smooth, brown hillock above the short, fluffy grass on which she lay. Hovering over her sun-warmed flesh was a single, nervous sentinel: her last, and now orphaned, foal. He pushed and prodded her body, …

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