A short Poem about a shapeshifter, trying to live in a human world. I used to identify Strongly and exclusively as a fox. In many ways I still do, the forms that change in and out, making me a cougar, or a mouse, or ticking, are like a shell around that foxy core, much like a body is a shell around your mind.
Category Poetry / Transformation
Species Red Fox
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 739 B
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