Poems from I.G. Nichols
I. G. Nichols is a soon-to-be college freshman close to finally pursuing her dream of teaching English. She took up writing poetry in her junior year of high school as a way to cope with mental illness and develop an understanding of her own identity. She now writes on a near-daily basis with subjects such as depression, anxiety, post-traumatic stress disorder, suicide, love and the healing that comes with it, fear of the future, and a desire for freedom. She enjoys swimming, art, reading, writing, and video games, and desires to one day figure out how to care for succulent plants.
I tell myself that it's just a little bit of spotting
A teeny bit of unsustained bleeding
Nothing more
But it's much more than that
It's...
Chrysanthemum, you
Will be a garden most beautiful
I am your water, your earth
Suck me dry
Take from me everything I can give
Your many...
Night is an infinite rotation of stars
Across a sky that outlines infinite black power lines
And radio towers, with a repetitive, slow...
I think the day you told me
That the words ‘post-traumatic stress disorder’
Could be applied to my name
Is the day I was truly went crazy...
“I don’t believe in heaven”
These words fall with a tremor from my fingers to the keys
And will eventually stumble from my lips to your...