I can see them - they're shaped like wolves, and they tell five tales.
2007. Gouache and ink on paper. 21 x 28 in.
I was chased to my room where I stacked furniture to save my life.
Falling, they circle with me, watching.
She brought lions with her, and I'm fattened for the feeding.
It's dim below, with my blood in the water. Nothing is violent, but everything is hungry.
I'll never finish, so I cut my legs off to be sent home.
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