KRISTIN MARIE KOSTICK

Will I Come Back as a Moose or an Aardvark or Something?

Rachmaninoff once drank milk from a shoe
before the famous sonatas. I keep this
always in mind. Now, maybe
he is a centipede in Nepal, happy at last
with his hundred fingers, that short
darling life.    

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   Contributor’s notes

   Handpick the Lame Horses from the Able-Bodied
   Learn to Fight
   Will I Come Back as a Moose or an Aardvark or Something?

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