From behind the wicked fence,
Staring, my mule
would eat hay.
I would spend hay
to own a creature, and trade
stares. She would
watch me raking leaves, watch
them fall again tomorrow,
would take an offered carrot to crunch,
flipping up her lip to show big teeth.
A mule
in my yard. Our nephew
would put his arms around
her neck and press
his face there. My mule
would know
a little more about us crazy people.
I would shovel
the shit at her feet,
looking for my bewilderment
in her face.
A boy with an audacious plan
to save himself
Suspenseful, philosophical and comic, Hide always returns to Seb’s questions: How have we become so lost, so stupid about a planet we depend upon completely? How will he, or any of us, find our way back?
Praise for HIDE
This is a book to inspire. This is our call to action. Your reward for reading is new ideas. Read it before our moment closes.
Victoria Webster, author of the Rita Mars series
The storyline was thrilling, and I found myself eager to flip the pages. The conclusion was remarkable.
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