• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 05
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Maria had a donkey

Maria foresaw her dying breath
In the changing room mirror
Her donkey died another death
That day near Marbella

Now the tourists have gone
And she hopes their cars will rust
And her donkey’s poorly-shod
And she thinks of misplaced trust

She sees him left abandoned
In the shadow of the railings
Little donkey gently hummed
As she considers all her failings

Wonders about untaken journeys
A pool half-full or half-empty
Illness and wounds and injury
In this land of milk and honey

Is he fenced in or is he fenced out?
How did it come to this?
Is there any room for doubt?
Will the service be in Spanish?