Twice a day, we visit the donkeys. When it is cold, as it was today, the visits are brief. Even though there is hay in the feeder, Simon waits to be brushed, talked to , kissed on the nose. I am very connected to Simon. In some ways, we are the same thing, the broken parts of us help us see right through the other.
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January
Scenes From A Late Afternoon. Two. Talk To A Donkey
by Jon Katz