today, i am an apple uncored
wormy tummy
slipping and sliding around my
yummy insides
there is cyanide in apple seeds
but those freaky worms don’t care
they slurp me up like
oooooh some kind of sacred nectar
little ambrosia thieves
but i don’t have smiting powers
so they just take it
little bastards
no exit wound
so they’re in me for good
writhing and shit
my wormies
Nic Hinson is an undergraduate student of English and philosophy at The University of New Mexico, and a burgeoning small-big-city-town creature-thing. They have been writing poetry since they learned to write and just recently began writing poetry they like. All of their work is partially credited to their cat, Nutmeg, for her supervisory role.
