Once There Were Wolves

by Charlotte McConaghy

“I’ll alert the villagers to lock up their wives and daughters. The big bad wolves are coming.” I meet his eyes. “If I were you I’d be more worried about the wives and daughters going out to run with the wolves.”

All creatures know love.

She takes a huge breath and she is breathing into my lungs, lungs we share, and I thought my condition was a trick, a curse, a burden to carry but in this moment it is a gift. She opens her eyes. And looks at me. I am halved and doubled at once.