by Lizzie Scheader
THIS IS WHAT WE USE TO PRAY
LEARNING TO WALK OR LEARNING TO SAY WORDS THAT BECOME YOUR WAY OF CONNECTING
WITH GOD AND MY GOD I DON'T REMEMBER WHEN THEY LEFT MY MOUTH FOR THE FIRST TIME BUT I THINK I LIKED IT BASED ON THE FACT THAT I CANNOT SEEM TO MANAGE WITHOUT STOPPING, AND WHEN I SEE YOU IT'S IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME TO EVEN REMEMBER HOW.
LAY MY MOUTH DOWN
AND DRENCH MY BODY IS DEET.
WHILE SITTING AT MY TABLE I THINK:
MAYBE IT JUST NEEDS MORE SUGAR. MAYBE I JUST NEED MORE SUGAR.
WHICH IS ALL TO SAY: I NEED TO BE SWEETER.
WE PLAY TOGETHER WITH VERY LITTLE CARE AFTER.
AND l'M LAYING IN MY BED REMINICING,
ABOUT HOW STEP 4 IS ALWAYS THE HARDEST.
THAT’S THAT GIFT-FROM GOD-SHIT, 2025
THAT’S THAT
GIFT-FROM
GOD-SHIT
JUST YESTERDAY,
THE KID AT THE END OF
MY BLOCK
HAD A NASTY
WIPEOUT
ON HIS SCOOTER,
BUT IN THE DISTANCE,
HIS ARM
WAS RAISED
HIGH.
HOLDING A
THUMBS UP,
AND HIS DAD
CEASING
TO RUN.
LIKE A FLAG AT FULL MAST
BIO: Lizzie Scheader is an artist and writer based in New York.