In you.

As the full moon returned this month, strangely, so did Jenny, although to tell you the truth, I wasn’t expecting to see her again. In you. JR Manawa. From the window to the mirror, Jenny’s eyes flickered. The window, the mirror. The moon, the madness. She’d woken that morning with a chest covered in scratch…

Were

This is one for the full moon child, for the wolf in all of us that wants to run beneath the stars and howl at the moon. Were. JR Manawa. “Look at her watching. Can you feel it?” Jenny asked. “Who?” Brian grunted, not bothering to look up from the television. “The moon. She is…