Honeymoon
by Christine Kwon, 3.49am July 10th 2022
In the evening we made it to a leafy place
Horses were gathered in a cult around our love
Their large bodies steaming
We said to the tour guide
‘young man, please let them loose, we said nuzzle
Not muzzle.’
He said, ‘look again, they’re not horses,
Like gladiators, the two in the center
Are fighting to the death.’