The Company of Wolves Flashcards
ghosts,
hobgoblins, ogres
there was a woman
once bitten in her own kitchen as she strained the macaroni
fear and flee the wold;
for, worst of all, the wolf may be more than he seems
then no wolf at all lay in front of the hunter
but the bloody trunk of a man, headless, footless, dying, dead
the beasts would love
to be less beastly if only they knew how
the eyes alone
unchanged by metamorphesis
if you spy a naked man
among the pines, you must run as if the devil were after you
she stands and moves
within the invisible pentacle of her own virginity
she has her bible for company,
she is a pious old woman
it is very cold,
poor things
since her fear did her no good,
she ceased to be afraid
the girl burst out laughing;
she knew she was nobody’s meat
she ripped
off his shirt for him
