A wolf cannot exist
In suspension.
She is trouble,
Alive and disconcerting.
It was impossible
For her to live inside–
Nothing but a crazy dream
To think
She could be contained
In lieu of running
Through the unruly open.
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Ruinous
PoetryA free verse collection of modern poetry, Ruinous takes readers through cycles of depression, growth, hurt, and healing. If you are searching for your next read in dark poetry, look no further. Sneak peek of a full book, available for purchase on Am...
