Wolf Hunt (poem)

Wolf Hunt


you who encourages
the wolf that bites
and injures, that 
mutilates and weakens

you pretend to be trying 
to stop it, but
instead you
scratch it behind the ears

your homes are wolf-proof
just hearing it howl outside
your door, but sometimes
you find fur across your path
and what was staring through
your windows last night?

in other places the wolf
can get through the holes
in the roof, the thin cracks
in the door, or can be heard
scuttling across the rotting
boards

and while you're sitting secure
unworried about all the death
and decay in the street, your
silence will end

you will open your door
to find white sharp teeth
and blood on your doorstep


Joanne Fisher


This was a poem I wrote when I was younger…

I’m thinking about putting The Oracle story on hiatus. There has a been a sharp decline in interest in the story. I know the main character is not an easy person to like, but that was sort of the point of it… When I bring it back I’ll probably truncate the story so it ends sooner than I was planning. There was going to a be a build up of tension on the ship. but I can always allude to it later in the story. The latest installment of Contraband has also not done so well, but as there is only one more episode to come, I’m not as concerned about that.

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