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Letter to the Centipede on My Ceiling

John A. Nieves

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John A. Nieves’ poems appear in journals such as Iowa Review, American Poetry Review, Alaska Quarterly Review, and swamp pink. A 2025 Pushcart Prize winner, his first book Curio won the Elixir Press Annual Judges Prize. He’s an associate professor at Salisbury University and an editor of The Shore.

Hello, I can see your antennae and your legs and your mandibles,

the humble twitching across it all, the work your nerves

can do. And I want you to know I believe in your bite

and your sting. I believe you will stop the ants from eating

the crumbs near the cat bowl. I believe you will keep


the spiders from tenting my windows. O centipede, thank you

for every tick you have eaten that has never known

my blood. I will catch you now. I will lay you safely by the thorn

bush. Please know this exile is for both of us. The night is full

of what sustains you. I am empty of it. I am not what you need.

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