in September we spoke about red riding hood
about the stories we tell little girls
to make them afraid of the woods
isn’t it funny how she dresses
like shes already been
she dresses like she’s covered in
she already is dead
in September i go to a poetry reading by myself
a man stands at the microphone
and tells us that
it isn’t the wolf’s fault
that little red riding hood should have
men and wolves don’t know anything
why would she cry wolf?
when she was raised by them???