I always seemed to know;
It always started with nightmares;
A wolf’s howl, a bear’s growl, a shark’s kiss;
Puppy kisses, kitten hisses, billy dances;
Scary or cute, it was a nightmare all the same.
A phobia, so illogically conceived,
Lies dormant, waiting
For me to be with child;
Rehashing fears and unleashing terror.
What if the little one is not human?
What if he/she has fur? Claws or a beak?
What if he/she has a dorsal fin?
Hooves, they have them for sure;
Man beast or werebaby of that I am sure.
~ Meena Rose