Wolf girl her movement so strange like she's drowning from the voices in her head a psychosis, senses streaking like words flooded on the page of her one of her books thrumming, humming bodies before her eyes that she is caught like a disease and the sedition of her mind like a forest in flames echoes like the last time she held his hands and looked inside him those worn pieces of concrete & soot plummet & plunge leaving only the boy. Only the boy who refused to cry wolf against her