Cut Outs

The child rides a white stallion

through dreams of starlit surf,

trailing blue ribbons.

One night she will lead

the cavalry charge

across deserts/plains/steppes.

Today her blunt scissors trim around

each hoof and wisp of mane and tail.

She pastes the flimsy paper on her mirror.

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