Werewolf

Photography by Jose Padua
Be near me like
a fire on a knocked
down day, your shelter
from the cold is a sip
of hot tea from a cup
on the table, and though
the loose plank on the
floor shifts, it holds me
above ground for as long
as I may stand, as I move
toward the broken clock,
feeling like a tall tree,
bending, under fallen
snow under starlight
these glass clear nights
after storms when my
arms ache from climbing
hills, or else tie me down
with anvils and rope and
rage as I howl through
mirrors and curtains and
crowds for these many
hundreds of years.

-Jose Padua

Photograph by Jose Padua

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