Two Wolves

Jo Gatford (she/her) wants to live on your bookshelf. She writes flash disguised as poetry, poetry disguised as flash fiction, and various even less defined things. When she was a child she was terrified of the wolves that lived under her parents’ bed and would run all the way up the stairs to her room every night. They never once got her. But maybe the wolves we run from are the ones inside us all along.

Twitter: @jmgatford