Your Absence is a Blessing and a Void



Your Absence is a Blessing and a Void


Sometimes I get so mad

I could swallow the sun

carry it inside me

radiating but never burning

until I become a celestial body

revolving with the sun

never bowing to it

twirling—an infinite waltz

because maybe

I wouldn’t feel so powerless

if I had the sun inside me.

 Nicole Bird


 Nicole's work has appeared in the Ariel Chart International Literary Journal, Monadnock Underground, and Granfalloon, among others. Her poetry has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. She’s currently at work revising a poetry collection, as well as honing her gluten free baking skills. You can read more about Nicole at

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