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Poems by Rachel Zucker
After Baby After Baby
Diary [Surface]
Hey Allen Ginsberg Where Have You Gone and What Would You Think of My Drugs?
Letter [Persephone to Demeter]
Essays by Rachel Zucker
An Anatomy of the Long Poem
Confessionalography: A GNAT (Grossly Non-Academic Talk) on "I" in Poetry
The Self in Poetry: A GNAT (Grossly Non-Academic Talk) with a Weaving Metaphor
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I'd Like a Little Flashlight

by Rachel Zucker

and I'd like to get naked and into bed and be hot radiating heat from the inside these sweaters and fleeceys do nothing to keep out the out or keep my vitals in—some drafty body I've got leaking in and out in all directions I'd like to get naked into bed but hot on this early winter afternoon already dusky grim and not think of all the ways I've gone about the world and shown myself a fool, shame poking holes in my thinned carapace practically lacy and woefully feminine I'd like to get naked into bed and feel if not hot then weightless as I once was in the sensory deprivation tank in Madison, Wisconsin circa 1992 I paid money for that perfectly body-temperatured silent pitch dark tank to do what? play dead and not die? that was before email before children before I knew anything more than the deaths of a few loved ones which were poisoned nuts of swallowed grief but nothing of life of life giving which cuts open the self bursting busted unsolvable I'd like to get naked into the bed of my life but hot hot my little flicker-self trumped up somehow blind and deaf to all the dampening misery of my friends' woe-oh-ohs and I'd like a little flashlight to write poems with this lousy day not this poem I'm writing under the mostly flat blaze of bulb but a poem written with the light itself a tiny fleeting love poem to life hot hot hot a poem that would say "oh look here a bright spot of life, oh look another!"

Copyright 2011 by Rachel Zucker. Used with permission of the author.
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