a few years back,
I rode a horse
my cousin invited me to her
friends ranch and I saw plenty
of horse shits, horses, and hay.
although my favorite part was riding
one
no restraints no rope and just me and
the view with a horse to ride.
in the beginning, she trotted with
her beautiful majestic hair around me
inspecting me like a predator sees prey.
i was only nine, so I was acting tough for them.
the horse, we'll name him joy.
my cousins friend asked if I wanted
to ride him
so said yes.
i mounted him on the saddle
no force just gravity pulling me towards
the horse named joy.
i didn't know how to sit but she started to walk
i was extremely irritable
in my private parts.
the lady said, "horses can tell when you are
uncomfortable"
and I fixed myself but got off.
instead, pet her long nose and whispered giving her an apple to eat as my cousin instead
mounted her, "wish they all did."