Title: Born to Run, Learn to Swim
Date: 19 Sep 14 (Friday in the PM)
Time: 3 minutes
Replies: 13
Revisions: 1
Publicity: Workshop
It was the coldest, summer evening in recorded history, the night Horse was born. His mother said, “This relationship is over,” and pushed him out onto the ground. But the Horse was . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.

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