An Arab boy in blue flip flops galloping bareback the length
of the valley, back and forth, over and over, cigarette clenched
between his teeth, cell phone pressed to his ear, faster, faster,
he’s spurring the horse on now, steering him up the rim
of the valley and suddenly out into noonday traffic, out
of time, out of place, cars grinding to a halt, the rhythmic
clip clop of hooves pounding tarmac.
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Tikkun 2017 Volume 32, Number 1: 71