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POETRY / A Scream, A Release / Sarah Nichols

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I am an omen. Good or
bad, exorcism quiet.

Think of me as the
right moment to 

bloom into sickness----

swollen with teeth and
scars, veins full of 

bone, glowing
bloody, wet with night.

A wolf.

 

This is a found poem. Source:
Flynn, Gillian. Sharp Objects. New York: Broadway Books, 2006. Print.


Sarah Nichols lives and writes in Connecticut. She is the author of several chapbooks, including Dreamland for Keeps (Porkbelly Press, 2018) and Little Sister (Grey Book Press, 2018.) Her poems and essays can also be found in the RS 500, Memoir Mixtapes, Five 2 One's The Sideshow, and Moonchild Magazine.