𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲

𝘣𝘺 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘉𝘪𝘳𝘥

...for the Greek weather guardians

We dance like lightning threading

through cotton clouds and a wet sky.

Singe you with a touch,

make every hair stand on end.

If we get too close

you’ll burn.

All cells alit and move,

just like our two step we

approach with thunder,

loom on the horizon:

you better count

before you miss us.

Unless you ignite when we’re near,

skin fire from one touch—

a flash like nothing you’ve ever seen.

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Nicole's career began with a degree in Creative Writing. Her focus then shifted to Film Production and Screenwriting. For a while, she worked in film, while writing and producing her own short films. Now, Nicole works as a Creative Writing professor. She’s currently developing a collection of poetry and honing her gluten free baking skills. Her work has appeared in Ariel Chart, The Indian Periodical, and Writing in a Woman's Voice, with others forthcoming. You can read more about Nicole at nicolebirdthewriter.com.