Renewed
Recovery
I’ve
been sober before—
when I
was young.
I had
to do it because
otherwise,
I
would’ve died.
But I
was too young.
Not to
die.
Life
has no qualms
about
that. I was too young
for
sobriety, too young
for
clean, too young
to
understand
the
weight of that choice.
Now you watch me
sizzle
back and forth between states.
I’m
like an egg cooking,
shifting
between runny and viscous,
whites
mixing with yolk, until
I’m all
one piece, broken,
but
together. Melded.
You
know it’s time.
I know
it’s time.
I can
only hope there’s still time
for you
to see me
in one
piece.
Nicole Bird
Nicole's career began with a degree in Creative Writing. Her focus then shifted to garnering degrees in Film Production and Screenwriting. Afterwards, Nicole worked in film, while writing and producing her own short films. Now, Nicole works as a Creative Writing professor and is currently at work on a collection of poetry, as well as honing her gluten free baking skills developed during the 2020 quarantine.
the demons of old can surface from time to time but what we cling to in the here and now is the faith that we can make it without their so-called help.
ReplyDeleteglad the magazine is kinder on this type of poetry.
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