Sarah Nichols

Little Sister’s Sister
I.
I had a first communion. A
white dress, the stories of
the saints.
I was a normal thing.
II.
We were bitter girls, and
hungry.
III.
I
should have locked
her up
years ago.
The sharer of
morbid things.
the curses.
She birthed a
wicked girl.
herself.
She dances in filthy
black silk, a
stained hospital
body.
she is my own
breath.
**
Source: Rice, Anne. Violin. New York: Knopf, 1997. Print.

Sarah Nichols lives and writes in Connecticut. She is the author of five chapbooks, How Darkness Enters a Body (Porkbelly Press, forthcoming, 2018) and Dreamland for Keeps (Porkbelly Press, forthcoming, 2018). Her poems and essays have also appeared in Bad Pony, Anti-Heroin Chic, Rogue Agent, Luna Luna Magazine, and the RS 500.