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Other Horses

04/28/2026 14:58h
I wept in a stable. I found money in the dirt. I reenacted a car accident in the tack room. I asked a horse van driver to let me off where the bridle path stopped. I looked at the jockey for what he was dreaming. I told him he was wrong about making things happen. He couldn’t make things happen. I couldn’t make things happen anymore. There is exactly not enough money in the world. Magical thinking got me where I am today. Animals are warriors of time. I stopped keeping things hidden. That wasn’t a horse we saw in the winner’s circle. I can’t stop horses as much as you can’t stop horses.