Contributions by Roberta Senechal de la Roche

Issue 19 | Summer 2017

White Horses

By | Poetry

If we could choose, I think we’d want white horses. They look good in light, tearing green around their feet not looking up, not minding us. We’d want them going fast enough to get us past the obvious, despite their breath pushed hard around the bit we wish we didn’t need to get us out …