Wayward Willie was warned—woods were worrisome. “Whatever.” Wayward Willie walks woodward, whistling. *** Wilderness. Werewolf wanders, weary. Werewolf whiffs, wonders. “Whistling wimp, walking woodward? Wonderful!” *** Werewolf whiffs. Werewolf waits. Werewolf wallops wayward Willie. Willie whimpers. *** Werewolf Willie wakes. Werewolf Willie whiffs. *** Wilderness. Werewolf wanders, weary. Werewolf Willie wanders, whistling, wayward. Maura Yzmore’s … Continue reading MAURA YZMORE: Wayward Willie