04-15-2018, 09:38 AM
How to Survive
If you reach eighteen,
you’ll be a marvel of stealth
and strategy.
A wild, male horse will kill a foal
if its matchstick legs won’t stand after birth.
The herd must follow behind.
Don’t trot too close behind father horses.
A hoof to the skull,
and you’ll join that lame newborn.
Don’t wake fathers by slamming doors.
Mothers are small,
and brothers smaller still.
Collect dark spaces,
like laundry baskets with a lid—
kid-sized hiding places.
By the time you’re too big to conceal,
your legs will have grown strong
enough to kick.
If you reach eighteen,
you’ll be a marvel of stealth
and strategy.
A wild, male horse will kill a foal
if its matchstick legs won’t stand after birth.
The herd must follow behind.
Don’t trot too close behind father horses.
A hoof to the skull,
and you’ll join that lame newborn.
Don’t wake fathers by slamming doors.
Mothers are small,
and brothers smaller still.
Collect dark spaces,
like laundry baskets with a lid—
kid-sized hiding places.
By the time you’re too big to conceal,
your legs will have grown strong
enough to kick.

