Aug 27, 2018
Photo & Poem: Sanctuary
Photo & Poem: Sanctuary
Moving like a newborn, narrow body swaying on spindly legs, but stumbling on hooves so long that you must push weight back to your hind, spine roached to a hard
arc, sun-bleached mats in your dull coat stretched over an angled skeleton, sharp hips, exposed ribs. Eyes aged by exhaustion, keeping your gaze low, braced against this
cold desolate world on a summer day. Neglect is a lie told…
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