Nicole Yurcaba

Under a Sky That Never Cared Less

                                                                                  after William E. Stafford

a ballistic missile strikes:
                                                apartment complex
                                                historic center
                                                hospital
                                                publishing house
                                                school
a baby wails
                        an orange cat runs
            a father falls to his knees
                                                            this night
                                    every night
odesa
sumy
kharkiv
lviv
                        your cousin & his cat
                        crouch in an unlit hallway
                                                                        your cousin & her daughter
                                                                        remain asleep in their bed
                        your sister & her dog
                        run screaming into the garden
at dawn in the United States
                                                you will hide
                                                the news
                                                from your mother
                                                         your father
                                                                                    why does no one bother
                                                                                    hiding you from it?
            smoke
flames
            a twisted charred body
                                                on a street you walked
                                                six years ago
wasn’t the sky so clear
            the sun very warm
            the ice cream you licked
                                                  dripping
                                                               onto
                                                                      your fingers?


Nicole Yurcaba (Нікола Юрцаба) is a Ukrainian American of Hutsul/Lemko origin. Her poems and reviews have appeared in Appalachian Heritage, Atlanta Review, Poetry Ireland Review, The Belfast Review, Seneca Review, New Eastern Europe, Euromaidan Press, Chytomo, and The New Voice of Ukraine. Nicole holds an MFA in Writing from Lindenwood University, teaches poetry workshops for Southern New Hampshire University, and is the Humanities Coordinator at Blue Ridge Community and Technical College. She also serves as a guest book reviewer for Sage Cigarettes, Tupelo Quarterly, Colorado Review, and Southern Review of Books. Her poetry collection, The Pale Goth (2023), is available from Alien Buddha Press and her chapbook Have Your Eyes is available from Dancing Girl Press (2025).