More Wolf Than Woman

i. some days I am more wolf than woman and it’s hard to hide my fangs. I’ll hiss and snarl and spit the blood of those who trespass against my land. ii. some days I am more wolf than woman and it’s not that hard to understand. I cannot be tamed or caged or chained, I am the alpha of the pack. iii. some days I am more wolf than woman and there is no strength I lack, but hiding and camouflaging with the sheep does not make my fur more black. iv. most days I am more wolf than woman, and you’ll find me bathe underneath the moonlight. in the slightest of mannerisms you’ll discover, it’s not that easy for me to hide. hunting and guarding and marking until the weary day turns to night. in the way, that I tread the land these claws covered by a pretty coat and smiling- hah, no that’s the predator baring her fangs to show you how it’ll dig into your throat. more wolf than woman | shevaun stonem