By Nicole Menzzasalma
PROMPT — Who am I today?
She seems stressed of all things
Fragile and shrewd
she says she loves me
dramatic hands
pushes my chest
she’s the only one that makes me sing
soul hypnotic
my mind is bathed as
her possession hers she claims
the stress is astounding
she’s the only one what makes me sing
I wrote my only words for her
exist through my name, call it to verify fate
recognize her eyes are my cult
built up walls inside of me
she is something in me
I despise
she sees dressing over me
stretched across the unobtainable
writing words only for me
and she makes me sick
my everything
unrequited sonnet
one more line of reason
and she makes me sing
I’ve made her this part of me
phantom writer created
my words
she’s the only one that makes me sin
Nicole Menzzasalma, from Long beach, New York, is a Mother of two boys, Youth Services Librarian, Yogi, and finally Poet! A wearer of many different hats, Nicole holds a Bachelor's Degree in Creative Writing and recently completed her Master's Degree in Library and Information Studies. Right now she is working on her 200 hour Yoga Teacher Training Certification. After writing privately for over 30 years, she's excited and nervous to be debuting her work.