A Wolfish Throwback
I wolf down my food
in a gluttonous way
chomp chomp slurp slurp
Gnash gnash slurp slurp
A throwback to a previous incarnation
When I actually was a wolf, or a werewoman?
Tummy full, I rumble off into the night.
Howling now at the moon, on my favorite granite slab.
Am I scaring you, Luna? I ask, showing my red teeth.
Full of cherry Koolaide, but looking much more fierce.
Luna laughs, exposing my truth, then she winks.
She recognizes me no matter what form I take.
Her recognition causes me to slow down and pretend niceness.
Okay to be myself now, I wait for my cubs, who are struggling to keep up with my fierceness.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019