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Painted Ponies are the gateway drug to art because when you ride into a new town and you are not exactly socially awkward, but not exactly mainstream, a pony drawing is a contract that says you come in peace.
Painted Ponies are the gateway drug to art because they can grant you access to the real deal, like real ponies. A pony drawing can be an IUO. IOU a ponyride, f.ex.
Read the rest of this entry »I woke up from a dream of three toddlers drowning in a dark pool. I dove in after, but I could only save two of them, because I only have two hands. Surfacing, I thought of that one time, you fell into the canal. I was thinking as I wrote this down; that happened at this time of year—the chill already in the air, the water still warm enough that we didn’t cramp immediately.
Read the rest of this entry »When we were younger my sister and I quite enjoyed horsing around in our back yard, with a bunch of friends from up and down the road. We would tie our blonde hair into a ponytail and put a loop of twine in our mouth. A chimeric equipage, horse and rider both, we were still kids about to learn the facts of life. It was around that same time my dad, the doctor, pulled me aside to inform me that although he considered himself a cultural Christian he did not believe in an afterlife and had no faith in an interventionist God.
Read the rest of this entry »One night, I fell in love with a real stallion. He was incredibly handsome and kind. We would communicate telepathically, by putting our foreheads together. He could read my mind like nobody’s business. It was a mind fuck; genius brainchildren would emerge from our brow fully formed. When I discovered I was pregnant I was elated, although a little concerned what my husband might think, when junior was born a centaur. I decided to jump that fence when I got to it and woke up in a state of bliss.
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