Daily Archives: March 17, 2012

My Gift-horse

I scanned this picture, remembering– mm . . .                                  remembering how Goldy made me hate riding, how my enchanted love was turned to fear                   and disdain in one youthful summer and fall. What my grandpa was thinking,                I’ll never know. … Continue reading

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