'für dörchen richter' and '27 club', by Bailey Lohmann
für dörchen richter
a personal earthquake
not so easily uninvented by the world
parts uninvited
the guests but lucky witnesses to your rerendering
no other option but to descramble oneself
to pierce a kind of relational pioneering
were you there the night they torched the halls you sung your sisterness into?
per scientam ad justitiam
weave and be weaved
my girl
meine oma
thread and sower all at once
weave away
27 club
more than celebrities sentenced to 90’s magazine gloss
i wish it for them
children signed onto arms instead of birthday cards / instead of field trip forms / instead of love
notes
more than signatures or great british pounds
i dream of sending them
a return to a different october / months unfurling / into years / into an inevitable necklace of lives
the years taken so outnumbering
the days we can’t stand to imagine giving back