Thursday, April 26, 2012

The Day Blacky Was Killed By A Car

After school I roll out my bike. 
Come on Blacky! Off we go. 
Not a girl and a dog but a mare and her colt
gallop across the prairie, lungs bursting.
Nothing's man-made here. 
Just sunburned grass,
endless blue sky, antelope, deer,
prairie dogs, endless grouse, 
flocks of birds, gusts of wind. 
Our muzzles agape, manes a blur,
the sun is setting
hooves turn back to paws, to legs,
we are home in time for dinner, 
the girl and her dog,
the dog on a leash. 
The dog did not chase a car.
They'll gallop again tomorrow.

Copyright (c) 2012 Ellen McCarthy. All rights reserved.

What an unemployed boy told me upon learning his unemployed girlfriend is pregnant

I've been thinking about it a lot and can't sleep 

but that’s ok. 

I think it will be fine. 
She will love me no matter how many girls I date. 

She will always be there for me. 
She loves me but I will take the baby away from her

if she tries to get me for child support. 
Money isn't the problem. 

Love is all that matters.