A Formidable Predator
She was a formidable predator; loved the taste of blood.
Did not need anyone cooked or braised; liked meat raw.
There was only one she-monster in the woods, which was fine.
The rest of us stayed out of her way, unsure whether she had eaten.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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