SOME HORSES ON A HILL

There’s some horses on a hill.
The sun is coming up right.
The way it does.

There’s some horses on a hill.
The white is pawing the ground,
testing the air.
The way it does.

There’s some horses on a hill.
I’m opening a beer.
The way I do.



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long exposure of a young Ahasiw dancing against a black tarp

AP: And that was it. Our golden trickster boy was gone.