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Salt Rimmed Sirens

Sarai Nichole

About the Author:

Sarai Nichole is a Black Canadian writer whose work explores grief, womanhood, and emotional inheritance. Her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in JMWW, Anti-Heroin Chic, Jerry Jazz Musician, and other literary journals across North America and the UK. She is the author of the Amazon bestselling poetry collection Excerpts From My Journal.

Social media handles: Instagram- @sarai.nichole , Twitter- @sarai_nichole

Salt-Rimmed Sirens


I went to the ocean

and called you by your name—

despite myself.


The waves answered in symphony,

clearing a path of heat without mercy,

the kind that dulls instinct. 

I knew I’d find you in the current.


Over the dips of sand,

into ridges where shallow breaths

meet fleeing footprints of salt.


I met you in the horizon.

As the focal point of the sun

turned momentarily blinding,

creating erasure—

of the life I arrived with,

of the part of me that knew when to turn back.


The sleeping lady stretches across

mountains and volcanic ruin.

She is the hum that shakes the trees.

I mistake the lull for permission.


I went to the ocean

and called you by your name.


The mortals of the marine

whisked me through jagged stone

and the siren’s calling—

not to anchor,

but to ask what I’d surrender.


That’s the thing about depth:

you’re only ever a step away

from no return.  



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