which is to say the body
is not a body & simply an-
other curvature. It is acceptable
to grieve, but only when the vessel
is found anomalous. Lacking.
A murder of dreamscapes.
In this life, the wolf bleeds
a gun barrel. Morning sickles,
fanged & bloody.
♦
There is no howl. A whimper,
maybe. Grief? Yes, there is
grief. I stand to one side,
let the wolf betray itself—
never violent. Never more
than what is necessary.
Brianna Albers (she/her) is a storyteller, currently based in St. Paul, MN. In 2016, she founded Monstering, a magazine for disabled women and nonbinary people; she serves as Editor-in-Chief. Brianna is half of ZRIE, a new media collective founded in 2017 alongside best friend and life partner, Zara Munro, and currently writes the column “The Wolf Finally Frees Itself” for SMA News Today. Her work can be found in DIALOGIST, Guernica, and Word Riot, among others. Find Brianna online at briannahopealbers.com, and on social media @bhalbers.
