At the Edge of the Hennessey Farm
The Paint nickered, trotted toward us, lowered its broad soft nose to our dog, and I wondered why dogs and […]
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Labor
We pull the skin off Jeremiahas he hangs upside downfrom the tractor. His motherpaces, stomps her feet, calls outto him