Blog #2 (03/11/25)

I asked for a mug at a coffee shop for the first time. 

They put latte art inside of a little bunny. 

I tried to read more of "Silas Marner" but I got bored when Silas Marner was not the focal point. 

I guess I will try again later. 

The barista commented on my bandana and said it was sick. 

It has little cowboys on it riding horseback.

Recently me and my friend talked about the logistics of having sex on a horse. 

We came to the conclusion it seemed more fantastical and unrealistic.

She loves cowboys, so I guess sex on a horse crosses the minds of all cowgirls every once in a while. 

I would try it, maybe. It seems unethical, but daring and a bit freeing. 

If any horses are reading, or any past or present horse girls, I hope this does not offend you. 

Though, maybe, it crossed your mind too. Am I over sexualizing something again? Yes, probably. 

Is it normal to talk about having sex on a horse? I could write a killer YA romance with a sex scene on a horse and people would probably call it my best writing. 

There is a poem from Ada Limón called "How to Triumph Like a Girl" that I think of when I am sad, it goes like: 

"I like the lady horses best,

how they make it all look easy,

like running 40 miles per hour

is as fun as taking a nap, or grass.

I like their lady horse swagger,

after winning. Ears up, girls, ears up!

But mainly, let’s be honest, I like

that they’re ladies. As if this big

dangerous animal is also a part of me,

that somewhere inside the delicate

skin of my body, there pumps

an 8-pound female horse heart,

giant with power, heavy with blood.

Don’t you want to believe it?

Don’t you want to lift my shirt and see

the huge beating genius machine

that thinks, no, it knows,

it’s going to come in first." 

I actually really like a lot of horse poems, but once I heard this one preformed by Ada herself, I almost sobbed. 

Almost. 

I also like the song by the Rolling Stones called "Wild Horses" but I prefer The Sundays cover more. It is more emotional, more of what a lady horse would listen to I think. A stallion listens to the Rolling Stones one. 

I loved the movie Spirit when I was a kid. My brother has a professor that helped produce that film. 

Now people make thirst edits of Spirit and it grosses me out. I wonder how that professor feels about that. 

Truth be told I romanticize cowboys and cowgirls. My boyfriend lives on a farm, and has pushed his fist inside a heifer and pulled a baby out with a gentleness only a farm raised boy could know. 

If I saw him do this, it would probably turn me on. 

Sometimes he drives his Mee-Maws old red truck and that turns me on. I like a man that can be gentle with loved and unloved things simultaneously. 

But if I ever came in contact with a wild horse, I would lift my shirt and show them the huge beating genius machine under my skin and they would accept me and I would morph. 

 Just like those books I read as a kid called Animorphs. 

I finished my coffee and my bandana is slipping. 

I think all my life I have been waiting to change.