The Last Poem I Ever Wrote

I think my Zoloft stopped working.

Pen in hand. Words in head.

But blank canvas – blank canvases

Maybe my Zoloft stopped working…

Or we’ve had 12-too-many rainy days

And the canvases haven’t held paint since May

              Or April

                            Or March

Yes, I’m certain that my Zoloft stopped working.

But I zip the sides of my skull open

And drop 100 milligrams in, like a child swallowing candy.

They dissolve in stomach acid

And happy chemicals float to my brain

              where there are

                            only blank canvases.

Sara Reynolds Cox

Sara Reynolds Cox is a recent graduate of Cumberland University and has spent the majority of her life in Middle Tennessee. She has previously been published in Novus -- both in 2019 and 2020. Before transferring to Cumberland in 2018, Sara was awarded the John MacDougall Literary Award through Volunteer State Community College for one of her poems. When she’s not in class, you can find her working in the Writing Center, reading anything by Kurt Vonnegut, or swimming laps.

NOVUS Literary and Arts Journal
Lebanon, TN