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Published: Sat Jul 1 2017
Wosene Worke Kosrof, The Inventor V (detail), 2022, acrylic on linen. Courtesy of Sullivan Goss Gallery, Santa Barbara, California
Horses Explain Things to Me

Today is a crash course on moving gently.
How to take a gift from someone so gingerly
they believe they still have it. If you move
soft enough through the wind or woods,
they say the sun will make a space for you.
Some of your regrets might soften. I move
terribly. I crush twigs and spiders but the horses
say nothing of it; they let me pet their long manes.
I hop on and we walk out to the end of wanting.
What is God? I ask them. They tell me, Yes.

Brett Elizabeth Jenkins is the author of the chapbooks OH NO EVERYTHING and OVER THE MOON (Pockets Press, 2015 and 2017). Her work has appeared in Beloit Poetry Journal, PANK, Drunken Boat, AGNI online, Linebreak, Gargoyle, and elsewhere. She lives and writes in St. Paul. (updated 4/2017)

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