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Gnaw

By Nicole Cleary



I'm starting to feel bad again.

There’s these moments that

linger inside my mind

and they're eating me alive

from the inside out

like maggots,

and I am a moss cloaked corpse,

wasting away.

They slither down my throat

and land within my chest.

They screech and cry

and slam themselves against

the inside of my ribcage.

They nibble at my heart

and breathe through my lungs.

They look through my eyes.



 


Nicole Cleary is a queer poet from New Jersey currently residing in the hills of Tennessee. She once enjoyed long walks on the beach and now enjoys listening to the cows in the early morning.


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