We stretch toward the ceiling as the music plays. We breathe through the resistance of taunt tendons and tight muscles. We tap from shoulders to knees. Autumn eve across the water shimmering light Eyes moisten in the dark. A heart, clenched in condemnation over endured powerlessness, loosens. Somehow, for the first time, an unconditional acceptance…

Somewhere in the dark, the wrong wolf smiles. He gorges on the warm flesh of a fresh kill. I keep tossing him easy game. Somewhere in the light, the right wolf snarles. His belly growls as the bones of his last meal crumble. I keep failing to toss him any game. Thus, my own personal…