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Rachel Lehrman’s poetry in a previous issue of The Drunken Boat

And a feature of Nomadic Collaborations

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Contributor Notes




Rachel Lehrman

Rachel Lehrman






One Step Becomes a Lifetime

 

    (one)


what holds me back from living

the inside of my head is my head

 

    (one)

 

we walk from the station—

houses, mopeds, cars with rolled-down windows

 

 

birds cross each other

sending shadows—

 

my hands tremble

the back of a neck       lower back        thigh       calves 

the possibility of someone coming at any angle

 

people in cars, sweating in houses:

            love     to love    to—

 

     disrupted:

 

to not make any sound

to not take that first step, or let this accidental brushing mean something

just from breathing with you

 

      pixilation:

 

this is       this is      

 

    (the screen goes blank)

 

once spoken, the words cannot be unsaid—  

 

    (the glass turns white:  condensation) 

    (the temperature rises)

 

if sitting here means forgetting  

if we are not meant to feel whole

 

    (blackout:  reboot)

 

what else then? 

 

    (a low hum) 

 

before blackness, before...

 

(subtle vibrations)

 

a rush of breath   

 

(the image blinks...

                              ...to life)

 

 

 

 

Spin

 

 

it is only when I cling to

this empty room—      my vertigo

talking to my memory

heavy     with the things

      I can’t

                     give away

 

~~~

 

you exhale down the length of the spine

       deep breath

the pelvic floor contracts

      deep breath

eyes closed to push back the night

      —kundalini—

    —serpent fire—

anything to hold onto

 

            ~~~

 

           ---night---

 

(pause)

 

night that closes up arteries

night that fogs the brain

this blindness  —night—   my blessing

is mine only

 

child’s silhouette on the balcony

scoliotic curve of the back

 

the web on the railing

a kind of heaviness or gentleness

in the shadow invisible

except

for something

that couldn’t get away