73 Breyer Horses
by Floyd Cheung

my wife’s childhood collection
obtained one at a time
gift, purchase, reward

packed away for years
now together on our basement shelf
a stampede at the edge of a cliff  

two horses migrate upstairs
golden palomino, brown mustang
poised on our dresser

the palomino
rears back, teeth bared

the mustang
stands on all fours, head cocked

on what adventures
did my wife as girl take them?
what range, which woods?

both stare back at me now
breathing the dust between us


Floyd Cheung teaches American literature at Smith College.  His
poems have appeared in the
Naugatuck River Review, the New
Verse News
, and elsewhere.

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Apple Valley Review:
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ISSN 1931-3888

Volume 5, Number 1
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