My eyes open slowly as the paralyzing drugs begin to lose their hold over my body. I wake up alone and at first, I look around in fear; not knowing where I am. I begin to remember the terrifying events of the morning that led me to this place, this hospital recovery room at midnight. It had started as any other horse show day. ~excerpt from prose
"Crash and Burn,"
The Tuxedo Archives: Vol. 2012
, Article 13.
Available at: http://scholar.dominican.edu/tuxedolit/vol2012/iss1/13