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Freedom?

Dear Katherine,   I witnessed the most remarkable thing today: A wild mare running across the prairie. Bucking just for show, her mane flying in the wind. I thought, this is what it means to be free.   As she drew closer I saw the length of barbed wire on her foot, slicing into her pastern. Pain with every step. Bleeding. Festering. […]

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Letters From the Asylum

Dear Katherine,   Spring slipped in early this year, coming in quickly and quietly like the morning sun sliding softly over the horizon.   The birds knew (they always do); Robins paused here on their long journeys while the snow geese pointed their Vs north.   Spring didn’t escape the tulips’ attention: Yesterday the gardens were muddy and brown; today they’re beautiful […]

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