Hungry Wolf Girl

Weird Poetry

She stood over me like

A hungry wolf

Who had only known

What it was like to be stood over

In the night of her own bedroom

By a hungry wolf

With her blood in his eye.




*** This is gonna get awkward and uncomfortable again really soon, isn’t it? ***

*** When one purge ends and I finally catch my breath, another starts to swell and crest, and come directly for me. This next one will be a squall…. ***

*** “Hungry wolf” is a very cliché metaphor for a sexual predator but in my memory, she is a wolf. There is no metaphor here. ***

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