39 Horses My Mom Loved ONLINE
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The Past
When the moonlight falls
through my eyes
and the tide rolls out

I walk past the houses of my friends
and
Taking sideways snapshots
through the periphreal blur
I hope they are blind
to the moonlight
and the water
will wash them clean
with salt