We were house-dogs, accidentally free, at night, in the open field. We ran, chasing the moonlight as though it prefigured a destination in the sky. Occasionally, as we flew across the terrain like birds of the earth, we slowed our pace just enough… to turn toward one another and exchange a glance of pure exaltation…

Jan 25, 2011

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