The Art of Nightbitch: Spinning Lycanthropy into One Woman’s Liberation

“In the distance, she heard her husband in the backyard call for her, but she was not that woman anymore, that mother and wife. She was Nightbitch, and she was fucking amazing.” -RY

The wheel of the year turns, bringing us to February’s Hunger Moon. Historically, food supplies ran low in the dead of winter, and animals had to dig deeper than ever to catch their next meal. It’s under this moon we arrive at our first subject: Nightbitch, who compels us to find our hunger in this sanitized and over-scripted life.

Two years later, reade…