During A Violent Storm, A Woman Sheltered Four Wolves — By Morning, Her Home Was Unrecognizable

and then—as far as I could see—toward the tree line.

Four sets of tracks, parallel, moving in the same direction.

I stood at the window for a long time, watching the place where the tracks ended at the edge of the trees, and thought about the fourth wolf—the restless one, the one that had moved differently from the others, with more purpose, following continue reading …