The Mare

Velvet

That night I dreamed of horses running together like they were water with a brain that could decide where to go. Except you could see their faces and their feet and tails coming out and then going back into the water of themselves. Ginger was there and so was my mom and Strawberry and Alicia. But I don’t remember them. I remember the horses and that they were running toward a giant red sun and that nothing could stop them and that I was with them.