fulfordfoto (fff) tuesday 06december2016 09:43am pst

"their necks were towers
cut from the stone of pride
and behind their transparent eyes
energy raged
like a prisoner

there in silence at mid day
in that dirty disordered winter
those intense horses
were the blood
the rhythm
the inciting treasure of life"
pablo neruda

happy 11th birthday ayanaquinn


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