It was years before I understood not all my playground friends…
- StoryTeller
- Apr 3, 2023
- 1 min read
Updated: Aug 14, 2023
Tracie T. Nichols
choked
on unsought moisture
forced
through every mucus-lined threshold
a small girl body forms
in trusting
fetal exuberance.
Always sticky and sore.
It was so hard to jump rope.
Tracie T. Nichols
Tracie Nichols, M.A is a Transformative Language Artist writing poetry poetry and facilitating writing experiences from under two old Sycamore trees in southeastern Pennsylvania. Co-founder of two writing groups, as well as a board member and newsletter editor for the Transformative Language Arts Network, her poetry has appeared in Rogue Agent and two Women’s Spiritual Poetry anthologies. More at TracieNichols.com.