“I was a boy, and I believed deeply in the sightedness of horses. I believed that there was nothing that they did… — Mark Spragg Copy Share Image
“There is no happiness like the pounding of so many horses into one. I imagine I hear the horses laugh. I think… — Mark Spragg Copy Share Image
“I am fond of the sound of horses in the night. The lifting of feet. Stamping. The clicking of their iron shoes… — Mark Spragg Copy Share Image
“There is no happiness like the pounding of so many horses into one. I imagine I hear the horses laugh...When I am older I… — Mark Spragg Copy Share Image
“I was a boy, and I believed deeply in the sightedness of horses. I believed that there was nothing that they did not witness.… — Mark Spragg Copy Share Image
“There is no happiness like the pounding of so many horses into one. I imagine I hear the horses laugh. I think it every… — Mark Spragg Copy Share Image
“I am fond of the sound of horses in the night. The lifting of feet. Stamping. The clicking of their iron shoes against rock.… — Mark Spragg Copy Share Image
