Nicole Johnson

Category: poetry

  • Let it Burn

    Today was supposed to be a good day. I woke to the sun shining and thought everything would be ok. I walked outside and a wrench kissed it all away. There was anger in their faces and the words of pure hatred. “How could he do this? I know him!”…

  • Limbo

    It was time to come out, The moon went down as the sun peeked its fiery head over the mountains. My skin felt the cool breeze of morning’s dew. It prickled at the slightest touch of air caressing the little hairs that begged for attention. Secretly I’ve watched them move…

  • The embrace

    We sat on the front porch with our feet dangling over the steps. The sun was going down and the sky nearly wept. Your arm brushed against mine, suddenly our fingers intertwined. One hand combed through my hair, while the other rested on my cheek. Your lips inched closer and…

  • Fool’s gold

    We couldn’t have been more different than the sun to the moon. I jumped while you thought things through. The day the words were uttered, somewhere inside I knew you’d have me forever. I’ve woken to an unstirred presence. One from a place where there is no heaven. I couldn’t…

  • Marionette

    She told herself a thousand times to take a drive. Both hands on the steering wheel, she placed her foot on the peddle. She didn’t go anywhere, the smoke never cleared. This wasn’t what she envisioned. Driving wasn’t her calling, yet she’d die a hundred times just to make them…