All the Pretty Horses

She had some horses.
She had horses who danced in their mothers’ arms.
She had horses who thought they were the sun and their
bodies shone and burned like stars.
She had horses who waltzed nightly on the moon.
She had horses who were much too shy, and kept quiet
in stalls of their own making.
She had some horses.
(Text from She Had Some Horses, by Joy Harjo. Horses-and mules-from Schafer Meadows.)

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