General

Like a large shed made of weathered oak planks with a sloping corrugated iron roof that made even the average rainstorm sound like a hail of bullets, damp smell of ammonia, deep golden hue of old straw, half empty hay net hangs limply in the corner, almost empty black plastic bucket of water, stable door with top half pinned back by a rusted iron hook, door hinges creak, wind whips around the stable and reaches through the gaps in the planks like icy fingers.

By angela, April 8, 2012.