Women who run with wolves
never look back
at the (safety?) of
the patriarchal porch with its
invisible boundaries that
zap them like a whip
if they wander too close
to freedom
and to themselves.
No, they never look back.
But they remember.
The Porch
Women who run with wolves
never look back
at the (safety?) of
the patriarchal porch with its
invisible boundaries that
zap them like a whip
if they wander too close
to freedom
and to themselves.
No, they never look back.
But they remember.
Ergo, the Ogre 
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