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Poem

Yao Feng

Wolf’s in Town

Wolf’s in town
The sheep make no move
they only nibble grass from the ground
They line up in neat formation
like ridges planted with cotton
Wolf howls: It’s so fuckin’ hot
To a man the sheep
strip off their sheepskin coats

WOLF\'S IN TOWN

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Wolf’s in Town

Wolf’s in town
The sheep make no move
they only nibble grass from the ground
They line up in neat formation
like ridges planted with cotton
Wolf howls: It’s so fuckin’ hot
To a man the sheep
strip off their sheepskin coats

Wolf’s in Town

Wolf’s in town
The sheep make no move
they only nibble grass from the ground
They line up in neat formation
like ridges planted with cotton
Wolf howls: It’s so fuckin’ hot
To a man the sheep
strip off their sheepskin coats
Sponsors
Gemeente Rotterdam
Nederlands Letterenfonds
Stichting Van Beuningen Peterich-fonds
Ludo Pieters Gastschrijver Fonds
Lira fonds
Partners
LantarenVenster – Verhalenhuis Belvédère