Day Out Of Days

From Sam Shepard's new book, via WWT:

Horses are calling each other across big acres. Acres of fresh-cut hay where the tractor's stripes lay dark and flat against the blue-grass morning. These are the fastest horses in the world. These are the horses the Arabs want, the Irish, the English, the Germans. The whole world converges on this tiny spit of Dixie limestone to throw money in the air as if it were confetti. These horses don't know their day is coming to wear a paste-on hip number and parade in tight circles while the bid-spotters scream and their sale electronically climbs into the millions. Those anonymous bidders don't see them now, the way they are, racing along black fence lines,…