Little Red Wolf (2022)
Leslie J. Anderson
Her mother said
fold your ears,
keep your nose
in your hood,
look down
when you walk,
tuck your hands
under the basket.
She did all these things.
She forgot her voice.
Her fur itched.
The wool
was thick and hot.
When she opened the door,
there were the eyes, the teeth,
the smell of wet fur and earth.
She said
I know you,
and the joy was as great
as the fear.
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