The Stubborn Horse

A stubborn horse stands in the desert.

A tub of water sits at his feet.

The horse is thirsty.

The water is wet.

But there is no movement.

Not a twitch.

Why?

The horse is my father.

The thirst is depression.

And the water is any kind of help.

An obstinate stallion wasting away in the desert.

Needlessly.

I’m so mad I could spit.

Just saying.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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