Night Comer| Sarah Nichols

You enter these woods 

Like any nocturnal animal: 

alone, scattered 

your hunger announcing itself 

And swallowing, for swallowing’s sake 

A lifetime of bird-songs and screams 

That ask us to walk into this 

Deadfall wearing dresses of ropes 

And knives, never to be known again, but calling it 

When we dream of it 

Beauty 

Sarah Nichols lives and writes in Connecticut. She is the author of ten chapbooks, including Press Play for Heartbreak (Paper Nautilus Press, 2021) and Hexenhaus (Milk and Cake Press, 2020.) Her work has also appeared in Sad Girl Review, Punk Noir, and Pink Plastic House.