Red Riding-Hood

The forest floor is carpeted

dimly autumn gold and black

This is fairytale land and alone

with the spiraling downfalling

broken limbs log bridge

across the creek I remember

one French-class sub

his inappropriate eyes

Avez vu le loup?

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