| Alex Dimitrov |
Seven Chambers of a Wolf's Heart
And then I asked to kneel down with the pack—
to quiet the death choir
which hissed through my teeth.
My mouth—I let him lash it.
And watched while his panic slowly became us.
The seventh time I threw myself at him
something else took me.
Alex Dimitrov
First posted on October 17, 2010 6:20 AM