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Being with a horse After so many years of wanting to be with a horse Sweet sweat, adrenalin, breathless, breathe -- a mare


Indefinable this perfectness, this fear, the rush, the sun and yearning to be trust and trusted,

There are no real words

Clicks and hums and kisses and soft whispered nothings in your ear your face, mane, flank

A nip on my elbow turning back to paddock It doesn’t matter I love you, love this, still, more.

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Stephanie Silvia

Stephanie Silva directed her own modern dance company in New York City and is a student of American poet Diane di Prima. She teaches movement and writing.

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