Wolves are God

Wolves are God

My God

Lives in silence

My men

Leave me for friends

For other women

For war

My singleness

Matures

My skin walls

Are brittle

Indestructible

When caressed

To escape

Bedrooms

Mothers who

Lament the void

I am leaving behind

To escape into

My children who

Outgrow

My obscurity

My children who

Sleep restless pretty

My children who

Grow up to be wolves.

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Poem and Illustration: Lola Empire

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