on the way home

when stopping

at the store,

a pony turned and

looked at me

his mouth held a

bell that rang when he

moved his head back and

forth like he was

searching for someone

i held the list of things

to bring home tightly

in my claw and asked

him if he needed

help with something

don’t we all

he said

i brought home two

cartons of eggs, a head of

lettuce, and a four

liter bottle

of milk

i could have used some

help carrying

everything home

but in the end everything

was fine

Author's Note

Poem by darf