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Thursday 1 April 2010

Issue three// Neila Mezynski

Three Horses


Feb 6th: On The Way


Large hands on wheel, He sits so tall. Mounds of whipped cream on either side. Waterworks on road and eyes. Wailing sirens and stand alone trees. Bathroom breaks in bleak houses. Not yet for Ben, someday, I’ll get it. You know, I feel all right, Paul says so. No divider for swirling snow. Comes down and lands politely on the window shield. May I? Faster and faster on the too slow wiper. Can’t see. Laughing chaos from the backseat drivers, she calls the shots. There’s the place she put her arm in the milkshake! Horse oh, horse, see the deer?


© Neila Mezynski 2010
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Neila Mezynski resides in San Jose, California. She was once a ballet dancer and choreographer but more recently has turned to abstract painting and writing. Her fiction and poetry have appeared or are forthcoming in Snow Monkey Journal, Word Riot, Foundling Review, Weird Year and Breadcrumb Sins. She also writes art and music reviews for online and print magazines.