[[whinny sound]]
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2014.09.06
I told Ken, "Stop horsing around!"
He made a whinnying sound.
The torch has passed.
twenty-seven years and one million words
I told Ken, "Stop horsing around!"
He made a whinnying sound.
The torch has passed.
Begin each day as if it were on purpose.
—Mary Anne Radmacher