My horse took off
The rattler what spooked her is long gone
Stark white, the splintered end of my femur contrasts against the dusty black leather of my chaps
Above, they fly in circles, lower and lower
Waiting for me to go
tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice
A place filled with mostly unfinished stories. Begun primarily as a direct result of my association with the OC Writer's Guild
My horse took off
The rattler what spooked her is long gone
Stark white, the splintered end of my femur contrasts against the dusty black leather of my chaps
Above, they fly in circles, lower and lower
Waiting for me to go