Issue 38.2

Work Horse in the Rain

by Robert Malloy

Out the barn
all morning, stock-still
 
in a sometimes slanting
»å´Ç·É²Ô±è´Ç³Ü°ù–slick
 
from the wet, he’s a shade
darker now,
 
one hind leg bent
just so,
 
its thick hoof aloft,
only the tip sunk
 
in mud.