The Wooden Horse

the business of being birds

by Stephen Paden

First Published in The Bell Tower literary magazine, 2013

Angry Bear watched the foreigners from the tall grass in the field next to the town. A white boy, probably the same age, walked out of the store with a smile on his face while his mother carried a rocking horse made of wood. The brilliant colors of blue, red and yellow painted accessories contrasted with the horse’s dark coat and even darker mane. The foreigners thanked the shop owner and walked down the main street towards the other shops. The boy sat down and disappeared in the grass. He smiled and began to daydream.

The wind raced through his hair as his horse sped quickly over the open field. The sweet scent of honeysuckle and jasmine mixed with the fresh rain filled his nostrils as his horse galloped even faster. The sun was making its way slowly…

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