{"sf1_id":1795202,"sf2_id":"ZeqPrWv1","title":"Poem: Horses","author":"zetasyanthis","words":50,"posted_at":"2021-12-12T22:09:00.000Z","tags":["Horse","mental health"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1795202-poem-horses","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZeqPrWv1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/78/3c/783cf08a-231d-4301-9969-2aa1cb370786","description":"#15 of 2021 Mental Health Crisis\n\nI had a therapy encounter with horses the other day and got to walk a miniature one around campus. I don't know how to read them though, so they did most of the work!","content":"Padding about inside their locks  \ntheir eyes seem awfully strange,  \nalien faces with alien eyes  \nand no-one knows their names.\n\nSome of their heritages goes so far back.  \nDid they fight? Did they plow? Did they flee?  \nOne never knows in those alien eyes  \nwe know not how to see.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"2021 Mental Health Crisis","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1794755-poem-my-art.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1795203-poem-dakota.json"}}