All-American Biography

Illiterate, the coal-faced boy lured foals into abandoned trailers
with matchlight and prayer. Come, First Horse, Maria de Soledad.
His mother showed him how to call to them, how she slept in
glass-littered ditches outside Farmington and Holbrook. Stretching
barbwire-torn flannel like wings over her weathered body, she
let snows gather on her pregnant belly. Frost webbing over his jeans.
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