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They underestimated me because I am a she.
I threw back my head and showed my teeth.
My wolf howl was terrifying; they feared me now.
Not understanding their mistake until I devoured them.
Masticating is my favorite thing to do after I show my soul.

I chomped them down and swallowed them in grateful gulps.
Why do you do that? My mother asked, not understanding.
She is a product of the forties and fifties; she wears a dress to vacuum.
I am she-wolf, I told her. I answer to no man or woman. I am my best self.
I howl at the moon and chant my truth. Those who cannot take it can run.

But run fast, for I love to show my dangerous side.  I am all powerful.
I am woman. I am in charge of myself in every capacity. 
I do not wear the dresses or colors of other women. 
I forge my own path with daggers and axes.  
I gave her an eerie elongated wolf howl. 
She jumped out of my way, my mother. 
Fearing the ultimate me I intended to be.

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