Her limbs are penciled lines
on translucent paper.

They lift and fall like
grasshopper wings.

She bows her arms like
the remnants of a whisper,

and I am left holding
the breeze off the spin.

Christine Nichols is the mother of three amazing daughters. She lives in Oklahoma. She has works forthcoming or previously published in Red River Review, Portmanteau, Strong Verse, Muddy River, and Vox Poetica.