I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas. Despite all of the mayhem, Rooster Shinola was ultimately pleased with his cruise experience so far. He’d made quite a few sales, and he … Continue reading Werewolf XXIX: The Roaring Werewolves, Day Six: Ceremony of Innocence

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with … Continue reading Werewolf XXIX: The Roaring Werewolves, Day Five: Widening Gyre

Should I, after tea and cakes and ices, Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis? But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed, Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon … Continue reading Werewolf XXIX: The Roaring Werewolves, Day Four: Blood-Dimmed Tide

And would it have been worth it, after all, After the cups, the marmalade, the tea, Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me, Would it have been worth while, To have bitten off the matter with a … Continue reading Werewolf XXIX: The Roaring Werewolves, Day Three: Revelations

And I have known the eyes already, known them all— The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Then how should … Continue reading Werewolf XXIX: The Roaring Werewolves, Day Two: The Plot Thickens.

Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels … Continue reading Werewolf XXIX: The Roaring Werewolves, Day One: Bon Voyage?

There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and … Continue reading Werewolf XXIX Signups: The Roaring Werewolves