everything

nicole fegan

i want to go where the water lilies grow

down by the coast:

beaver dams and muddy shores:

the blooming of the mind is

evergreen: sensation overwrought

and overblown:

the breeze is just a breeze:

winter wind curls around my body

but cannot see me: phantoms out

in all directions: the leaves
never crunching under our feet:

this air has haunted me

back indoors and

time — oh, time —

makes icy pavement

out of everything:

there was no fire

in the southern sky tonight,

only silence:

Nicole Fegan (26, she/her) is a book editor, poet, and logic puzzle maker currently living in New Orleans. With a lifelong obsession with memory, she writes poetry that tries to make sense of what the brain chooses to remember. Her work can be found in Susurrus and Nowhere Girl Collective.

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